Today it occured to me that it is mid July. How in the world can it be mid July already? Summer always seems to go by in the blink of an eye. I must remember to savour every remaining bit so that I can live on the goodness over winter: The smell of the pine woods on a hot day. The lunch breaks spent swimming in the lake. The fresh salad from the garden come dinnertime.
It´s Ludwig´s first summer and I think he is thouroughly enjoying it. He is in the garden most of the day, chasing cats and birds and splashing through our little stream and running back and forth until he is completely exhausted. This month has seen a big change in personality... we suddenly have the sweetest, most well-behaved, cuddliest dog ever. Impressive. This can stay.
Talking about impressive, we drove through vast fields of sunflowers yesterday. Fields like this never fail to amaze me. Sunflowers are such a cliché, but there´s just something so happy about them. Also, summer pressed in a flower, right?