It's the most beautiful September day ever.
I'm working, so can't be outdoors to soak in much of it, but I step out on my breaks and plan to walk later, once it's cooled down a bit. Didn't force myself out the door first thing this morning, as coffee beckoned and so did the armchair, a biography of Frida Kahlo, and Ducky Doodle, who needs his cuddle.
Just gorgeous though. The kind of day that makes life worth living.
|My purple coneflower crop.|