The leaves might be changing all around us, but my soul is still wishing is was summer. My family and I have remarked often how we are terribly sad to be eating dinner in the dark, now. Even when we go down to the beach for games on the weekends – I’ve made the mistake of setting it like we always do, instead of an hour earlier.

Life is bizarre. If anything, September has taught me that. My Brother turned 20. My Little Brother started driver’s training. My sister is reading her way through our favorite book series. I cannot take this grow-up rate.

All around me people are hurting. I see it more now than I ever have, and what’s changed – I’m not sure. I’m older? More involved? It seems like there’s a burlap sack of tragic rice that somebody sliced a hole in.

“I’m sorry I forgot the blankets.” <<< In this show I’m watching, one character apologizes at the grave of another. For forgetting a trivial item the last time they saw each other. It doesn’t get much more human than that.

And yet, other things go on as usual. In a couple days it will be Sukkot.* I really ought to start canning all the garden tomatoes. A group of us are trying to put together a backpacking trip before the snow comes. I bought a sleeping hammock for such purpose!!!

*today is Sukkot 6 if that tells you how long I’ve been drafting this.

Fall is heralded as “comfort season”. The moment or anticipation of a break and extra time. . .around the fire, shopping in cardigans and beanies. I don’t know what fall will be like this year but let’s hope it turns out peacefully.

And I told myself I must at least do *one* blog post in October, and here are some photos to finish this off because I can’t with words just now.

happy October, friends.
i hope it's a good one