August Morning

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses its turning.

- Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting, Prologue


Leaving in about an hour, two cats in cases with G, our nephew tucked beside in the backseat. We've had our usual grand time. We had a great little light house tour yesterday on a small island in Cutler Harbor, perfect Maine day.


Light house stairs