The morning began slowly. Wild thunderstorms and a little screen porch sitting. Coffee. Emily went back to bed as she is the ever tired puppy mama now. It's really nice to see their bond develop.
He sits already. At first we were like noooo, it must be coincidence, but after one more day of working with him to sit for his toy it appears to be true - he has solidly learned his first command. Smartypants.
Today was the first day of our summertime rhythm. It felt sort of strange with the incredible storms we were having to slip into summer, but alas, that is what the day brought. So we packed up and visited with some friends at their house on the lake and enjoyed our view, mostly from the indoors.
I'm not sure if I mentioned here but I moved nearly my entire herb and perennial garden from the old house to this one. What a task that was, but so worth it! My sage and lavender aren't having a particular good show of growth and flowers this year as a result, but I'm confident they'll take root and be happier next year. Only one batch of Lavender Lemonade could be made with the amount of blossoms on hand. Every last drop was savored.
Having all that fresh thyme was wonderful as I prepared dinner last night. A huge green salad with a little wedge of Onion Tart (from The Art of Simple Food). Such magic happens in the oven with this basic recipe. With all the rain it was cool enough to turn on the oven and bake this up. A simple and rustic kind of dinner.
I do feel ready for a different pace. Early mornings, slow evenings. Sports schedules cast aside. Ah, summertime... here we go.