Oh, October. You have always been my favorite month, if only because back in Florida October means a little less humidity, a little bit of coolness, and gold-tinged afternoon light that just colors everything a little bit differently.
It turns out that the here in Fall River, a city on the coast, explosions of color drama are a little later in coming. In just the past week or so, we’ve seen the trees down our road just now really turning. But here and there along the way, you find the little bursts of beauty, as they slowly take over the trees along the highway…
I’ve been wanting to write an update about place, and home, and how things are going. Or at least talk about the first autumn in New England, our Hutchmoot road trip to Nashville… things like that. But these days, I feel like I’m mostly taking it all in.
Taking in color, and experiences, and books… and figuring out the words to translate it all. Continue reading