Baked PB oatmeal or just "PB oatmeal" as we fondly call it, serves as our breakfast at least 300 mornings of the year. I've mentioned it about one million times on the blog, since I've been making is for us ever since Summer posted the recipe almost exactly five years ago, but I've never actually shared the recipe and how I make it. Over time, I've adjusted a few things and tweaked it to it's current state. I adore recipes like this that I can make again and again...

I'm a bit behind in sharing some finished makes from the last few weeks, but I'm gradually catching up, including the Klein dress that I finished at the end of August. I've now worn this dress twice, and I really like it. I adore the fabric. The style is rather tent-like, which was only sort of what I was envisioning...

We woke up to pouring rain this Sunday morning and temps in the low seventies, with a high in the upper seventies. Perfect for wearing my sweater, and I did just that. I can't tell you how much more comfortable I feel in my skin in layered clothes, even if it's only for the day. Cooler temps always make for a clearer mind and a happy heart for me, and it helps that physically I'm feeling much better after a virus earlier in the week...

I bound off this sweater and gave it a bath several weeks ago, on July seventeenth, specifically. As excited I am to have a completed, hand-knitted sweater for whenever fall weather arrives here, it took some time/effort to take pictures and bear the thought of actually wearing it. However, a few weeks ago, I went to coffee with my friend Molly and she took a few pictures of me wearing it, before we melted in the heat. And to be fair, I actually wore it inside for the duration of our coffee drinking, talking, and knitting time...

I'm hopelessly endeared to the autumns and winters of the year, the cooler months. And now that it is officially September (my birthday month!) we're one step closer to that. It won't be "sweater season" here for a long while yet, but unlike our northern friends and family, we're re-entering "porch season," at least according to the DeVries family. The mornings are now usually in the seventies, and with a rainy day here or there, the air has a different feel...