October 15, 2012
October is a funny month– part August and part November. There is still the possibility of warm walks in a T-shirt and flip-flops, but there are also days when a jacket and scarf are definitely called for. Some trees are still green here, some are turning colors and a few, like this one, are already bare. And I am skittering along like fallen leaves in the wind, trying to catch up on all fronts now that the month of pack-up-recording-concerts-insanity that completely displaced my normal life has whirled past for awhile. I am behind in grading, grocery shopping, laundry, sleep, those small necessities of an ordered life. And I want to feel again a stability in the world around me as I approach the turning of my personal year.