As the light and the colors are shifting with the seasons, the spiders are busy weaving their incredible webs and many of the berries are turning the most delicious shades of red and orange.
Before the warmth and the sound of the crickets slip away I want to share my summer snapshots.
The anagrams below came from my grandparents farm house. They have been with me since my childhood. Just today I took them all out of the box and began to make words. They remind me of the precious hours that I spent with my grandmother learning how to spell at the dining room table on summer visits.