I opened the windows this morning and, within an hour, the temperature dropped 10 degrees in the house... from 77 to 67. Wow. So we pulled out our long-sleeved shirts. Very neat. We had to interrupt our lessons to slide on the kitchen floor with our super fluffy socks.
And then we had a tea party.
By the time Fred got home, it was upper 70s outside, so we all took a walk together. After a chili dinner, we went back outside to play Top Toss and let the kids dig in the dirt and run around until bath time.
I love this kind of weather. I love summer, too, but I'm usually getting tired of the 100 degree weather around the time that school starts back up. I like to be able to go outside and sit at the picnic table while we do lessons. I love taking walks, playing frisbee, riding bikes. And I especially like it when Fred does all of that stuff with me, which only happens when it's fairly cool outside. The best time of day is when the shadows get long, the air gets cool, and crickets start to sing...