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Speaking of New Leaves

Sep 24, 2008 | Boy Wonder, In Photos

Look who was hiding beneath all that hair.

I meant to take a “before” photo… but you can kinda get the feeling for just how long his hair was in the photo on the post below.

After his cut, I said, “Wow… I can finally see your face!”

His response, “Wow! I can finally SEE!”

The weather is clued into the calender around these parts. Yesterday’s turn of the season brought appropriate weather. It’s clear and sunny and crisp. Sweater weather. We actually turned on the heat for the first time in months and I’m pretty sure I smelled a stoked up fireplace when I walked Sophie last night.

The change in seasons also means our annual trek home. I’m busily attempting to right the wrong in our house before we leave. And my bedroom… is so wrong. Yesterday I managed to unearth the floor in our space while simultaneously creating small land-mines crafted of laundry baskets. Everything is sorted and tomorrow will put my washer and dryer into continual use. This much I abhor about traveling: it always seems to have laundry bookends.

There is always so much to do before we leave. I get a bit manic, I think, trying to accomplish it all. There is something about traveling that makes me want everything “just so” before we embark. The proverbial list has lists–items that will never be crossed off, even if I had started last week. I think I’ll add a few items I’ve actually finished just to make myself feel better.

Today, though, I took an opportunity to stop and do some art with the boy. Despite the packing and the laundry and the excessive errand running that is left to do!Â We’ve yet to decide how we’ll use the finished project. But the making of these sun-prints seemed a fitting way to wish our Warm Friend safe travel to the other hemisphere.

Now, it’s time to take down the bunting, pack up the picnic tablecloths, and rake a few leaves. Pull a few weeds. Buy one last bouquet of Dahlias. While I’m busily packing summer skirts into my suitcase, I’m pulling out fuzzy sweaters and closing up windows. We will return to Autumn in full swing.

But first, one last dose of sunshine on the golden coast. We plan to accompany our Warm Friend on her journey south. . . at least part of the way.