mr. crafty at work again,
this time to make a hanging fairy house
And then a brief, stressful day of laundry and repacking and reorganizing (some yelling, frustration, irritation, and exhaustion too) before we were off to Monhegan Island. You'll remember it from last year.
Once there: utter bliss. Total relaxation. No meal planning to worry about. No dishes. Big questions like: Is it time for ice cream again? Hmm, which book should I read now?
Lots of hiking, reading, fishing, knitting, fairy houses, and beauty everywhere.
You know. The usual. So much gratitude for this special time outside of time.