Bright moon

Gentle Readers,

This morning, I was up at dawn and watching the sunrise as my breath fogged in the cool air.

We're home, winding down from the last camping event of the year and preparing for tomorrow's first day of school. There I could breathe, but here I'm afraid to open the windows due to the epic ragweed season. Not that the air here is chill or dry.

Still, it was a lovely weekend and I'm rejuvinated in a rare way. Hurrah.