September has arrived with its appointed tasks. That's where I've been. Working. Finishing syllabi and planning events. Going to many meetings. Clippity-clop. Here's to a new year.
Now I'm caught between three worlds. The domestic. So much work to be done here. The harvest, which has been quite humbling this year. So much lost because of the weather. But some unexpected bounties too. The creative. New work brewing, even in some of those meetings that required all of my attention, I stole a second to scribble lines. The academic.
Miles to go before I sleep. The return of the intense living schedule. So much going on inside of my head's daily planner. Time for post-it notes. Off to a flying start.