One foot in, one foot out of summer, that is. Or maybe it's one foot in and the other out of autumn? I do not know what I'm trying to say except that it most definitely feels as though we are straddling both seasons heartily right now! We kicked off the long weekend with the first cross country race of the season, and I wrapped it up by arriving in Burlington, Vermont just in time for the sunset on Lake Champlain, to be followed by some Taproot work. Somehow, in between all of that, we harvested forty broilers, canned a good deal of tomato soup and sauces and then harvested even more tomatoes, managed to make some art and do some painting (on paper and walls), and otherwise completed some house and farm work that comes with the season. September is a wild one for us - as the bulk of the garden harvest needs preserving, as we look at the wood pile and see just how much more needs to be done before the snow flies, as school starts for one, a ballet is wrapped up for another, and activities and classes for the rest. And then we toss in two birthdays and an anniversary and a week away for the fair and two back to back Taproot issues and oh, I'm getting ahead of myself. Because September also holds a whole lot of beauty and wonderful peace. These last trips to the beach, which more often than not are empty of people. Dinner outside in the most comfortable of weather. All the adventures to come in this amazing month of September!
And so I begin September with the intention to walk it with grace. Thoughtfully. Noticing. Appreciating. (Even if it is sometimes at the pace of a jog.)
Wishing you and yours the very same this September!
