September already, and I am ready for the dive back into the real world. I am trying to stave off the inevitable panic, which should have me all aflutter for at least a few days. To sort of just relax into things rather than too much fretting and futter. In the studio, there are still some new author copies to get out and a bunch of orders to get packed up. There are manuscripts to read and things to submit and plans for new paper goods to get underway (including the above postcard from my unusual creatures series and a bunch of new notecard designs .) In the library, there are no doubt stacks of new textbook orders and reserve requests and general new semester busyness. At home, grocery orders and fall cleaning and putting away summer clothes (there will be another major switchout in early October, but I like to get the really summer stuff put away after I stop wearing them--September is usually still warm enough for a lot of summery dresses to get one last wear...)
September and I still get excited about back to school and treated myself to new nailpolish and legal pads and scented gel pens in the spirit. (also some new clothes--plaids and fall florals and sweater dresses, oh my!) A couple days back, also hit up my favorite apple orchard for cider donuts and raspberry salsa and spotting some adorable baby goats. Though it was still technically summer and not many apple varieties yet picked, it was rainy, clouded over, and autumn-like. Yesterday, the annual family Labor Day fish fry , and while I don't really eat fish, there were burgers and taco dip and the giant pitcher of hurricanes. (hurricanes I may have sampled a little much of and that left me rum-drunk and a little drowsy.) But while we say goodbye to summer, sometimes I have to wonder where it went.
