This evening was spent eating portobello tacos and street corn with a friend who loves words as much as I do. I then drove home, read a few chapters of The Miniaturist, and worked on the gusset of a sock. This week is our fall break and what a lovely way to get it started.
And then there’s this song. I love it just as much as my kids do NOT love it. (There will undoubtedly come a day when I no longer love it, but that day is not today.)