Late entry this Saturday eve. It was a long work day and then this lady fell into a hard nap after work. I’m sure you’ll agree that naps hit different when you’re not 12 anymore. I basically slept. 🤷🏾♀️
Yesterday, I mentioned that October is my favorite month. Here are four reasons why:
1. My dear Ma gave birth to me in the month of October.
2. There’s something about the name of the month itself that I find pleasing to the ear. Phonics. October.
3. Back in Somewheres, VA, my hometown, autumn flourished during October; the trees bore endless shades of violent and burnt orange, the air was so crisp and lovely. It was unbearably beautiful.
4. October reminds me of James Taylor, my favorite singer-songwriter. Listen to his song Walking Man. Goodness. If the melancholy of autumn was ever put to song…
Your favorite thing about fall? Or your favorite month? I await you in the comments.