Today, August 31st, should be a hot summer day. We should be playing in the pool, drinking ice tea, homemade lemonade. Maybe a nice long bike ride along the Orting Trail, which winds through cornfields, small farms, blackberry bushes, and the Carbon River (I think) We'd end it with a BBQ, making s'mores around the outdoor fire pit 'til the stars came out. But....today I woke up to the gentle sound of rain falling through the Maple trees outside my window. I traded the summer for cozy and asked my sweet husband to make a "little" fire in the wood stove. Ahhh, that warm heat, seeping into my bones, my coffee seeping into my veins waking me up to cozy.