Not a lot of chatter in the comments here these days. I wonder why that is. Am I talking about things that you find completely uninspiring? Am I not posting enough? Am I posting too much? Does it have nothing to do with me at all, and everything to do with October? That’s it, isn’t it? You’re all away from the keyboard, filling up on the pleasures of early fall.
Well, who could blame you?
I just love you so, October. With your brilliant orange trees against gray-blue skies, your crunchy leaves underfoot, and the smell of cinnamon in the air. You’re a feast for the senses!
There’s something about this month that makes me want to wear fingerless gloves and clutch warm mugs. Every morning when contemplating my Project 365 photo for the day, I have a moment where I think, “I could photograph my gloved hands clasping my coffee cup…” before I remember that I’ve done it before. More than once.
It’s a pose that’s been on my mind a lot this month. Tonight, in fact, I put together a little flickr gallery of such images, although I’ve had a bit of trouble filling it up. I find plenty of images of fingerless gloves, and plenty of mug pictures, but the intersection of the two is a more tricky item to search for…
I turned down the thermostat yesterday – it was too warm in the house, and I rather enjoy a little October chill. After all, chill is a prerequisite for enjoying the comforts of fingerless gloves, steaming coffee cups, handmade quilts, crackling fires, and cozy sweaters, is it not?
(As we speak, I am contemplating a yarn purchase for another pair of fingerless gloves. For myself. In a lovely orangey red. Someone please drag me away from the Malabrigo aisle before it’s too late…)