The dog days of summer

We’ve gone strawberry picking, blueberry picking, peach picking, and corn picking. I’ve made cobbler and shucked the corn and frozen it. We have a bazillion grape tomatoes exploding all over our garden, and cucumbers as big as my arm (not ideal, by the way. Gotta get to them sooner). We’ve been to museums and barbecues and fireworks and summer camps. J has swum his last swim meet, taking heat winner prizes in all three events, and he’s been to the library at least half a dozen times.

That’s it. We’ve done it all. I declare summer over.

Oh wait. There’s still at least 6 more weeks. Dang.

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