“September: it was the most beautiful of words, he’d always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.”
Alexander Theroux, 1981
It’s the first day of September. Fall is rapidly approaching. It makes me a bit sad, watching summer dwindle to a close. It was a good summer—a big move, a proposal, a new puppy. I can only hope autumn is as generous to me. Welcome September, won’t you come in?
(beautiful image by Katrina of LittleSilverBoxes)