I blinked and August was over. It was only a blink!
I didn't make popsicles. I didn't run through sprinklers. There's still time. There's still time! Right? A few last, fading minutes?
I went on a bike ride today. I sat in the grass. I watched the sunset.
During the day I can always think of 42 things to blog about, then when the kids are sleeping and I have time to sit, without 50987938742958 interruptions, I find all of those ideas have disappeared.