This morning's harvest...

Sometimes I forget that I AM living the dream.

I forget because sometimes "the dream" is hard work.  sometimes it's hot.  sometimes I'm tired. sometimes it seems like there is more to do than there is time to do it.

But sometimes I remember.

This morning's eggs

collected fresh

washed and left to air dry.

Fresh picked raspberries for our smoothies!

and the

Pièce de résistance:

the first tomato!

for size comparison, a quarter!

Blurry, yet beautiful...

 Sometimes, I remember.  

And when I remember, life is sweet.

And the dream, spectacular.

 I hope you are all enjoying the last few days of summer.  It goes by fast (like life) so remember to get out and revel in it!