And over at the Fred Meyer’s, all the summer gear has been reduced to one small rack and half price.

And where all the water toys were just yesterday, it looks like this:

How depressing is that?

But back home at 1880, where we don’t have to stock up on school supplies any more, even with “coupon savings,” the lace caps are competing with the wisteria beans way out back under my shady reading arbor.

I do usually buy myself a new box of crayons every September, though.  I love the smell and the sharp points.  But not on July 9. I’m way out back under the shady reading arbor reading.

How sweet is that?