Tuesday, September 14, 2010


Do I say this every year? That I can't believe it's September? That despite my fervent wishes for Summer to break, I am still surprised when Fall starts nipping at the door? Probably.

I like September. It's a month of anniversaries for me. In two days it will be three years since B proposed to me in the garden. A few days ago it was a year since I first picked up a fiddle and started scratching out bowing patterns. And in a week and change it will have been a year since we started making Oscar. Marriage, music, baby; riches of fall.

Happy September out there.


queenbeehoney said...

One of the most lovely photos of you ever.

queenbeehoney said...

Oh where, oh where, has my Heater gone? Starving for news and darling Osh photos, a sad Gramma