ode to summer
This week I held Grand & Glorious ideas of sharing one of my epic road trips with you as a parting gift along with summer farewells. Yet, here I am emotionally unprepared for Fall and feeling it acutely. Every year the onset of crisp mornings cool evenings shocks me into a stupor. It’s not that I don’t adore Autumn. Of course, I do! The colors, the festivities, that slight sensation in the breeze…it’s sigh. It’s just that summer sliding out from under me feels like a heavy loss, the death of a best friend.
Instead of leaning into the excitement of what Fall brings, I grip tightly to summer vibes like a cat with claws out dragged into a bath. I mourn the loss of comfort (heat), the easy existence (life outdoors), the adventure (I know there are winter sports but they are secondary to me. Don’t you recall my Southern upbringing? Snow is a newish thing and we’ll cover that later.) Let’s drop this sad turn of events and find an updraft that isn’t quite so chilly.
As I sit at my laptop with wine loosening my brain and pretty damn proud of myself for the all local veggie and flank steak stir fry I cooked for dinner, I’m pivoting with jazz hands high to the sky and lighthearted humor at my throat. Hold on tight! Since I need a deep belly laugh to help me recover from the cool blow of Fall swooshing through my mountain town life, we are going to cover a topic I have been itching to share and discuss. You’re welcome…
MY FAVORITE WAYS TO ANNOY MY PARTNER IN ALL THINGS LIFE
my journey to you
Here I am. Beginning a terrifying new adventure/journey/way of being. Why? Simply because it’s time. That’s not the whole truth since my writing practice is like an overdue library book awaiting its entire purpose–to be shared. The reason lies somewhere between liminal spaces. I think. As a way of accountability both to myself and the promises I’ve made. And here I am, finally, making good on those promises to you and to the Universe.