The month has flown, and summer has gone with it. Our sunshine has something of a sharp edge, and boxes of schoolbooks are arriving on my porch, heavy with knowledge to be gleaned. We are enjoying baskets of produce from my dear farming friend, and we are daily watching our Moses change. I am delighting in this dear boy's nine-month milestones...new teeth (count 'em, four), new motor skills (rocking on hands and knees), new foods (love those O's), and a very familiar sweet grin.
And his shirt?
It reads, "bright."