89/94: Nostalgia
Day Eighty-nine: Spending the day curled up in bed, reading past posts on Evidently and considering its future. It’s remembering weather.
Some of my favorite finds:
88/94: Countdown
Day Eighty-eight: One week of summer left and I’m not laying odds on my future salad being ready before Autumn arrives.
87/94: Deluge
Day Eighty-seven: I wasn’t kidding about the rain.
86/94: Defiance
Day Eight-six: I’m facing a week of rain by wearing my favorite summer dress. This is my defiant face.
Spent entirely too much time this afternoon trying to take a self-portrait in the new studio so I can update Mireio’s about page. Um, it’s HARD work to take a photo without a timer remote. It’s ridiculous! I wish I could have taped the ordeal, because I’m convinced the up-down-adjust-repeat routine looked like a new exercise fad. In fact, I’m sure I lost a few ounces. Someone call Jillian.
Meanwhile, rain is coming. Lots of it. And I’m choosing to rebel with my wardrobe.
85/94: Hello 9th Grade
Day Eighty-five: Free reading on the first day of High School. And first day of school in the new studio space!
84/94: Taking in the View
Day Eighty-four: Taking in the view with Miss Sophie. . .
. . . and what a view it is.
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