What I'll miss most about summer is eating outside. With the exception of rainy days, we ate almost every meal on the deck for the past three months.
We ate breakfast in the early morning sun,
and afternoon snack in the shade.
At dinnertime, as we moved into dessert, a raven would often settle silently on the deck railing. When we brought the kids inside to put their pajamas on, it would hop down and clean up anything that had been spilled.
Last night we barbecued ribs and did up some fries outside, but it was cool enough that we had to put on socks and sweatshirts.
Time to move our meals back inside, I'm very sorry to say.