Wednesday, September 17, 2014
i stole my morning
the kettle has yet to screech its announcement but i am anticipating the great pleasure of warmth the cup in my hands will bring. this september morning's light ever so slightly different than august mornings. the chill i ward off with a scarf and hat, forever a true vermont grrl, layering. there is a resolve to go to the beach, to stretch the summer to its limits. but i am finding pleasure, perhaps even comfort in summers finality.