Twenty-five

The day went from warm to cold, but stayed glowing gray. Mark and I finally cleared all the summery things from the yard, and then his mom and I quickly cleaned out the car before he drove to New York to pick up three kids and bring them back.

So now it's me and Jonah and Grandma Nancy and a dog and cat, in a clean, quiet house. Waiting for the travelers, waiting for the snow.

She bought us pumpkin ginger donuts this morning, and we sat in the park and ate them happily.