I opened my latest issue of Romantic Homes magazine (One of my two subscriptions I still maintain as a quality of life thing. Pinterest is good, but I love me a good paper home decor magazine to take me away to Traceyville.) and right here, on page nine was an ad for Halloween decorations.
I am trying my very best to live in the here and now, and embrace today. Is it asking too much to enjoy summer (if it ever does arrive this year in the Pacific Northwest.) with all of it's seasonal pleasures before we lurch ahead to autumn?
Don't get me wrong, Autumn is my most favorite of the seasons, especially here in this part of the country, but I am still encouraging my hydrangeas to grow, and have yet to throw my flip-flops-and-lemon-drops girls night in that is fully planned in my head. I'm enjoying the longer days, and the crisp cotton sheets on my bed.
Could we just wait until the end of August to start busting out the crows, and the pumpkins? (Although, now that I am looking at my little crow that never made it back in the rubbermade tub after last Halloween, I am feeling kind of excited to make more teeny tiny hats and such...I wonder when those little crows will be back on the shelves at the dollar store?)