Alas, (not to be confused with “at last”) it’s fall. Sweaters and pumpkin spice lattes are just around the bend. Scarves, too. (I love scarves!) And even though the calendar still says we have two more weeks of summer, I’ll always associate September 1 with fall’s unofficial start. Maybe it’s the latent meteorologist in me . . .
But before I usher in autumn, I must pay homage it its spunky little sister. This year’s summer was filled with things to love, both big and small. Such as:
- Park trips aplenty with the pups and my beloved
- My best pal moving back east
- An indulgent, two-hour yin + vinyasa workshop with YogaThree’s Chanel Luck and Bonnie Argo
- Upleveling my life with creativity coach extraordinaire, Christine Kane
- An outdoor yoga class in the DeCordova sculpture park
- Learning how to hold ’em and fold ’em
- A new car (after a year-plus of being a one-car family)
- Hosting a fancy-pants dinner party at the Liberty Hotel (even though the hotel lost our flowers)
- My hair got crazy long
- Perfecting the art of cold-brewed iced coffee (thanks to smallnotebook)
- Front-row seats to see Willie Nelson at the House of Blues (and access, to the fancy-pants Foundation Lounge)
- Laughing in yoga classes with Boston’s omgal, Rebecca
- Cupcakes and iced coffee on the porch of a yellow Victorian with my best pal
- Discovering lovely, serene sittin’ spots around town
- Getting my geek on with this uber-addictive card game
- Digging my toes in the sand while sitting beneath my beach umbrella
- Taking lunchtime walks and snapping photos (like the one above) on my cell phone
- Falling in love with croonsmith Ray LaMontagne
- Playing bocce (win!) and mini golf (let’s not talk about that score)
- A leisurely, cloudy morning spent at a harborside coffee shop (with a new notebook in tow)
- A foodie gift bag from a friend, which included the most lovely jar of dandelion honey from Italy
- Trying new flavors at the ice cream stand up the street from my house (graham central—yum!)
- Eating raspberries in the parking lot at Russell Orchards, fresh from the field, still warm from the sun
I’m a simple pleasures kinda gal. Sure, a week on an island would have been lovely. But my memory of those raspberries is priceless . . .
"That much gathers more is true on every plane of existence." --Charles Haanel
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