autumn days

i feel a bit like the days are slipping away too quickly. like every time i write the date i get a mental flash of that sand cliche, a fistful of sand showering out from between clenched fingers, and i have to bite down a rising tide of minor panic. like where did september even go?

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september always feels cooler than this, in my memory. more fall than summer, so that when the equinox hits it feels like blessing, a recognition of what’s already happening, not what’s still to come.

i don’t miss life in new hampshire often, but when i do it’s in september.

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i put nutmeg & maple syrup in my oatmeal this morning, and i bought a sweater’s worth of burnt red linen yarn yesterday. all i need now is worn flannel & my ll bean boots and i’ll be a walking new england stereotype.

tea’s finished brewing, & i have a paper to write.

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