Thankfully my nerd senses prevailed and here we now find ourselves at 11:11 on 11-11! Might as well make a wish.
“Fall [is] the time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
— Lauren DeStefano
The calm, deep breath before the chill of December. A somber month by most accounts, I think November has an underappreciated elegance about it. Muted earth tones, whisper thin clouds trailing across the sky, the soft light of shorter days. Best of all, it ushers in the holidays. The season of joy + peace, cozy nights + celebrating with family is drawing near!
This post is brought to you by the letters C-O-F-F-E-E.
In a short while I’ll leave for the city to collect my husband from the airport. Unlike my several days away this week, his work travels were slightly further afield: Japan! The simple way I would figure out our time difference (13 hours ahead) was to add an hour, then flip the AM/PM. Almost the exact opposite, and the really crazy thing — he is, at this very moment, essentially flying back in time en route to his first stop at O’Hare. I should’ve told him to write down the winning lottery numbers…
Needless to say, when his plane lands here mid-afternoon (pre-dawn there), a jet-lagged zombie he will be. Though I can thankfully keep my routine weekly travels to the same time zone/half of the world, I’m also pooped. Coffee for me, rest for him. Probably rest for me, too, then more rest for him. This should be a rollicking weekend!
For a fleeting period of time it was drizzly and moody autumn-almost-winter here in North Carolina. Out came the extra comforter, the slippers, and the belly-warming meals. But now we’re back to bright blue, sunny + hot, sweating under the blanket we keep forgetting to take off the bed.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!
— Robert Louis Stevenson