Hello, Fall...

Happy first day of fall--my favorite season (spring being second)

There is something refreshing about the seasons that take us out of the extremes of summers heat or winters cold (though they too have endearing qualities).

Yesterday evening Rob and I drove out to the beach around 7. The sun is setting earlier now and has been sending the horizon into swirls of brilliant pink, crimson, orange and deep, bruised purple. I've been noticing it all month and I know that once in the winter deeps I will grumble about how the lack of sun makes it harder to feel happy. For now it's worth the slightly cooler temperatures that seem to have only been momentarily allowed through -- out of some holy respect like a parting of the seas. Seas that will close again and leave us with more heat for a while, "it's gotta warm up for Thanksgiving!" is something I've only ever heard living in south Georgia.

The stars were finally visible around 8:30 and we took a few minutes to sit there while the last of the people, which were then just dark silhouettes, trickled away. The two little girls looking for their black dog had finally found him. The guy who had been entertaining everyone by flying up and down the beach with his wind cart finally pulled the parachute back to earth, and after while, we too packed up our beach towel and little igloo and headed toward the path to the car. While Rob was folding up the towel I yelled out toward the water "we live here" -- something I like to do to make sure the universe knows we know this is a special place, even though we long for the mountains like kids at Christmas. And we trudged through the sand discussing the new baby dunes that seem to have emerged over-night.

last but not least, since I've mentioned the mountains, and since this is a fall welcoming post, our honeymoon has officially been booked--spending a week enjoying the views and trails and village towns of the Adirondack Mountains. I believe it will be a most wonderful way to relax after a years worth of this crazy hell called planning a wedding---we also are determined to make and have much more fun on that day than the crazy hell it's taken to get there....and that will be happening in, oh 28 days!!!! weeeeeeeeeee (insert crazed expression here)

tootles

Merlin

ode to onychoschizia

i've left you alone for a while now

surprised at how much you could take

but today things were different

and i knew

i could tell

something was bound to break



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