11 August 2017

august pause.

oh, sweet august. summer is fading and autumn's not yet born and i've written this before but i feel it still: i love all that august is. that almost -- that in between -- like the word you want to say, caught on the top of your tongue.

we're coming off a bustling july and we're staring down a wild september & beyond, so we've set this month aside, christened it for slowing down, for more of anything that fills our cup.

more slow mornings
more time in the kitchen
more lit candles
more evening soaks in fig oil
more letters written
more louis armstrong
more conversations with neighbors
more sunflowers
more walks to the coffeeshop around the corner
more walks for gelato in the setting sun
more walks, hands held tight
more walks

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