I love to have an all-white bed in the summertime. The layers of whites create a crisp cool feeling.
And look! Isabel matches.
It used to be, back in Wyoming, that I’d retire the white sheets after Labor Day, along with my white sundresses and white shoes. I know some people get annoyed with that “rule,” saying it’s arbitrary and silly. But I like the ritual of it. Observing the changing of the seasons.
In Wyoming, though, we could get a frost, or even a bit of snow this weekend. (I see our old hometown got down to 40 F last night.) Here, we still have a lot of warm weather still.
So, I’m enjoying the day off, finishing some outside painting and chores.
I’ll keep the white bed just a little longer.