monday

Where to begin? Tree houses, lanterns, midnight walks to the lake, bocce in the dark, Sam Cooke drifting through the woods, waking up to horses sighing, pancakes, newspapers, orange juice, apple picking, croquet, hammocks, tire swings, train rides, and a pack of deer quietly roaming the estate. These are only a few of the things I've embroidered onto my memories from what I thought would be the last warm weekend of October.