Sep 21, 2009
Summer is leaving me
As we harvested this big squash-thingy and marveled at its ridiculously overstuffed stature, we also mourned the remaining days of summer. Oh, say it ain't so . . . Cold dark days ahead stuck inside with three three-somethings. Somehow I feel depressed.
Here we go with another cycle, head first. Brace yourself . . .