It's been almost three weeks since we returned from Scotland.  It's funny how one particular location can get under your skin and all the rest kind of fall away when you think back on a trip.  My heart definitely belongs to one particular place we went.  I'm just now starting to go through all the pictures I took and hope to have some posts up in the next week or two.  

I have felt derailed of routine since returning and have had a hard time sleeping and going about my regular habits.  Does that happen to you?  I feel like part of it is anticipation of change.  I know it's still summer for well over another month, but seeing the garden winding down, everything looking so brown around here, and feeling heat in the 90s-low 100s has me just looking forward to fall.  Part of it is feeling like I'm in perpetual hot-flash mode, but I'm just so tired of feeling beastly hot all the time and am starting to get those end-of-summer twinges for darker, cooler evenings and cozier, quieter days.  It feels like we are in an "until" time.  

Last weekend there was a family reunion here in town for my dad's side of the family.  His siblings and their families (he is one of 11, there are 5 left) have held family reunions ever since I can remember, in various towns in Washington and Oregon.  It's always so good to see everyone, but after four days with lots of people I was more than ready to get out into the woods.  My husband and I took a long hike in the Blues.  Wildflowers are still in bloom, the ferns still verdant.  The sights and sounds of the forest were a symphony for my soul.  
by mlekoshi