Sunday, Sunday....

 Yes, it is Sunday.  Never a typical day, but not an exceptional one either.

The usual...sleeping a little later.  

Church service from FCC at 10:45 instead of our usual 8:30 because of the Fall Festival.  Good message, though.  I always enjoy, and appreciate, Jim's sermons.

Hilary, Blaine, and the kiddos arrived around 1:15 or so.  The reason?  Photo shoot at 2.  Plus odds and ends of things to do around the barn and outside.  According to the weather guy?  Last nice day for a long while.  Temps will begin to drop tomorrow and fall will be here.

Parade of goats.  I looked outside at one point and saw Tessa with Bella, Blaine with Hopscotch, and Landon leading the new acquisition from Craig.  It was her first time on a halter and to be lead and she was doing great!  Maybe it was because of Landon's superior showing skills?  I am sure he would like to think that!

Arrival of Elinor.  She is the baby girl of Owen's pre-school teacher for the last two years.  Today was the 9 month pictures session and they chose our lane and yard for the setting.  I am excited to see these.  Lots of orange pumpkins with the Little Miss Pumpkin herself!

More laundry.  Washing windows.  Sitting on the swing.  Sitting in the gazebo.

Lunch of meat and cheese for grilled cheese sandwiches and deli salads.

Dinner of hot dogs and baked beans and finally a piece of peach pie.

Some group texting between the Siemens Siblings about Sister Clarice's death and funeral arrangements.  It seems like HER plans are not being considered and the sisters have taken over.  

Reservations made for showing at Louisville in November.

I have been thinking today...I know.  Scary thought... but I will say it again.  I like living here.   Not that living west of Pulaski was bad, and we do have so many memories from living there for 42 years.  But I really like it here.  I like our house.  I like the deck. I like the yard.  I like living back a long lane.  I like the gazebo.  I like sitting on the swing.  I like it that after school Megan and the kids can come over.  I like it that on Sunday afternoons Hilary, Blaine, and the kids are in and out.  I like it that the kiddos (big and little) help themselves to drinks in the fridge and snacks from the pantry.  I like it that seeing everyone is not a planned event any more.   It just happens and it can happen several times a week and sometimes even several times within a day.  I just like it.

Hard for me to grasp that this is the end of our FOURTH summer in the new house.  FOUR summers!  #1 was the move in summer - closing on June 25, moving big stuff on July 28, and never looked back.  #2 was the 'house arrest' for Gary and his wound vac on the foot.  #3 was COVID and doing all of the spruce up work around here--pulling weeds, power washing, fixing up the gazebo, staining the deck.  #4 was this summer and the blood infection plus things went somewhat back to normal, whatever that is.

Summer is drawing to a close.  When we left the day after Labor Day for Wisconsin Dells, it was summer.  When we returned, the corn was picked, the grass was brown, and leaves covered the ground everywhere!  The red geraniums had lost their luster.  The hanging baskets no longer looked fresh and perky.  Many dead marigolds graced the flower pots.  I bought mum yesterday.  Sigh.

All good things must come to an end. And after all....school had been in session since the beginning of August!  Cross country season will end next week.  The Francesville Fall Festival was this weekend!  It's time!

Sunday, Sunday...another delightful day.