As we embark on a brand new October starting tomorrow, I'd like to officially announce the return of Project Blogtober! You remember last year's endeavor to blog every day during my favorite month, and my promise that I would do it again this year. Well, we're doing it again! Here's to blogging every day and enjoying …
stand on an aged, wood floor like an evergreen.
Happy Official First Day of Autumn. You know how I feel about this season. Below is Mary Hamrick's poem about the season. Evocative. Autumn by Mary Hamrick Autumn is like an old book: Marred spines turn mean yellow, staples rust red-orange. Every stained page is stressed by a splat of color. Rough-red, like an …
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Autumn Promises. (#2)
(Feel free to read the first batch of promises here.) Dear Autumn, I promise to not blame you when the things I hope for during your autumnal months don't come through. After all, your crunchy leaves and orange moon can't really wring people/things/goals into action, can they? I promise to do something about my habit of purchasing pea coats that …
Project Blogtober: Check. (Blogtober #31)
The plan to combine my favorite month with my favorite season by blogging every day? Check. Done and done. What good times. Thanks for supporting my blogging efforts this month by reading and/or commenting and/or liking, thanks to those of you that joined me for the project, for those of you that decided to follow …
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About your Author Redux. (Blogtober #30)
Oh, hi. We're doing this again, huh? How exciting. Sarcastic much? As you say, let's move on. How are you feeling about Blogtober so far? Tomorrow is the last day... I'm thrilled. This was a great project and I loved every minute of it. Lessons learned? Definitely that it's possible to be regular with my blogging. …
The Giving Tree. (Blogtober #26)
Let us treat our doomed love like the vivid orange and greens of autumn, like the majestic trees in our midst that offer their dying leaves with opened, giving hands, uncaring of the stark emptiness to come but falling ever so gracefully and beautifully onto the cold, hard ground-- The death of our love is …
remember to look up…#2… (Blogtober #25)
vintagey fall. (Blogtober #22)
Le sigh. Photo credit: vintage-retro.tumblr.com (via Pinterest)
An October Complaint. (Blogtober #21)
You've been warned. I should tell you that I was going to talk about positive things today: the lovely cool weather I met this morning, the fall leaves changing, all that. Instead, I'd like to discuss why women are rude to other women. We need to figure out why, lest I'm arrested for placing my hands around …
This Square Peg. 