Echos of summer

If there’s one thing I miss about summer, it’s flowers.  After all, fresh flowers strung about has a way of making a house a home.     

Thankfully, they stay around awhile…

Like this Lovely Miss–and she smells as good as she looks.  I snapped this picture last night when I got home.  It’s a little off-kilter {the champagne perhaps?} … and if you look, you’ll see a hint of our evening.  Which, I might add, was fabulous.   My friend has graciously offered to share her recipe for a fun, fallish stew; I’ll post that next week … and I’ll tell you now, it’s so good!

But for now, I must walk the tight rope between summer and fall–there’s a garden to water, and a nest to feather {which sounds so much nicer than fall cleaning–wouldn’t you agree?}. 

So to you, dear friends, may the coming days find you enjoying the best of both worlds…