Autumn is the season that has brought most of my big life shifts. I was born in late autumn. My step-dad died in early autumn. Autumn brought Osa, my future husband, motherhood. It is a season still light, still clad in sandals, but pregnant with the heavy seed of winter.
:: Another soak in the springs...
Juniper: "Daddy's a pretty good guy."
:: Summer's last wink arrived in the form of my brother-in-law on his way to hunt mule deer. Juniper helped him make biscuits.
On the swing, when we twist the ropes and Juniper gets to swinging all crooked and crazy-like, we--thanks to my dad--call it "kamikaze". Well, after we hit those rapids Juniper asked me, "Mama, did we do kamakazee in the boat?" Yes, dear girl, we sure did.
It was a perfect goodnight kiss to summer.
:: We welcomed autumn with a trip to the zoo and our first good rain since...July?
Autumn. I'm slightly sad, mostly happy, a bit nostalgic that you're here. Welcome back.