transition

a number of transitions happened this week. our son spent 7 days in the wilderness in a canoe and turned from a suburban boy into a woodsman. my husband started his first true writing week of the year so far, getting his head back in his book. june turned into july. and the season of peonies ended to be replaced by the season of daises and cow vetch. i am equally enthusiastic about all three of these obscure and slightly strange milestones.

spent peonies