Here's to the View
Ah, September. Its air of change sweeps across today lightly but tangibly, with the slight morning chill and the leaves that, too soon, are showing their altered colors. Yet it also settles into place carrying a certain familiarity of the same old same old, of the schedules looming busy and full as ever on the calendar and in the rush of "I can't keep up..." September has always been my favorite month, with birthdays and apples and mums and the fullness of fall fruit after a long summer's growth. There's the presence of the routine that follows transition. There's the not-too-hot-but-not-too-cold comfort of being; the ushering in of fall in a slow-motion rolling out of the carpet, moving ever forward but never too drastic. I'm not one for extremes, I need stability and reliability to temper all the change; so I think my month of in-between with gradual shifts suits me perfectly. But ohhhh the calendar, so full of commitments and non-September-