Late Summer

One of those lazy summer mornings somehow transported to mid-autumn. Woke up to my mother making sesame-oat buns in the kitchen, sat in bed with Kate for an hour musing on the future and harassing Carlos, just to return his bugging us at 3 and 5 a.m.

Lots of house rearranging and putting away today, exactly what I’d imagined my mom’s visit would be like.