Today is that first day in late September when the temperature drops, but the sun is still shining. You get out your boots because you haven't been able to wear them in six months. You can even take the tags off the new jacket you couldn't resist buying during those dog days when you were daydreaming about Rosh Hashanah weather.
Except in reality it is July 19.
We haven't had much of a summer here in Scotland. Still, I feel invigorated for the first time in a while ... excited about what's to come and even cheerful.
This morning we stopped by the new Peter's Yard Cafe in Stockbridge. They've been threatening to open for months (David almost applied for the "Pizza Baker" position about ten times), and that day is finally here. We were a bit sad they didn't have decaf coffee [yet], but suffered through our pain with a cinnamon bun and vanilla bun. I'm mostly excited about the gelato bar, but that'll have to wait a few hours.
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