Summer is coming to an end. It fills me with a kind of meloncholy... I love having my girls home with me. I always have. When all of the other parents were filled with dread, I was the one secretly jumping for joy. I love having my kids here. Late night movies, soap opera afternoons, and impromptu trips to the shopping mall are how we spend our summers.
It hasn't always been like this. When they were younger it was trips to the swimming pool, and lazy afternoons playing with Barbie and friends.
I'm going to miss my vine covered front porch, the glorious Morning Glory that has taken over in an inferno of colour. I'll miss my girls ( and the borrowed Boy ) jumping through the sprinkler on the front lawn, or throwing a protesting Porckchop and Ruby in the inflatable pool. ( Not wads of meat, the dog, Porky ).
This photo was taken just as the Morning Glory was overtaking the house. We now blues, purples, reds, and pristine white flowers all over the house.
The winters are so desolate. What is there to look forward to? Slush? Wet boots? The bleak, isolating darkness?
P.S. The naked guy? Keanu Reeves. He just makes me smile..