Back in early spring, mid-September to be precise, Daniel decided he no longer needed his daily nap. Right around that time I stopped blogging. Because adjusting to the new routine of non-stop action from morning till bedtime left me with hardly any time to come up for air, and so many things that I used to be able to accomplish during his naps became a luxury, something I could only find time for during my weekends, and slowly, steadily, everything just faded away – plans, dreams, ambitions. But I was there, right in the moment, looking after my inquisitive, active, happy toddler. There will be a season in my life when I can sit down and dream big again, but for now my time with this boy of ours is too precious to miss. Plus I never stopped taking photos. I have been taking more photos than I used to (my bursting hard drives are nodding in agreement) to document our little memories.
And today, on the first day of autumn, I am back here, re-reading my old posts, feeling overwhelmed with gratitude as I scroll through the old photos. I don’t want to break the yearly tradition (just like HERE and HERE), so it’s time to fill this space with photos from our summer. Of brutally hot, sunny, long days filled with so much happiness. Salty breezes carrying around smells of frangipani flowers. Sandy little feet. Sunrises and sunsets. Discovering new exciting places. Chasing each other around our backyard with a water hose in hand.
Fire, Air, Water, Earth.