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There is always that nagging of what's to come.
The wintery cold and ice and grey. The short days. The feeling of never getting warm. The fireplace just sucks the heat out of the house. I go to work in the dark, and I get off of work in the dark. I slip on the ice. I shiver. I wish I were a bear, so I could just sleep the entire season away. I don't talk to my friends. I stay inside and watch crappy TV. Once the Spring comes, I feel like I'm just waking up. Where have I been? I have seasonal depression.
I don't feel that way this year. This year I am glad to be at the Autumn Equinox - to bid farewell to my favorite season of all. To eat my last ear of corn and my last peach of the summer. I know I have tomatoes from our garden made into sauce in the freezer, I have blueberries frozen and ready to be used for blueberry pancakes. I'm excited about Fall this year. I am worried I will miss it, but I'm happy for it to be here.
This Fall I will give birth to my daughter.
Photos by Lucas Allen via Creature Comforts



Happy Mother's Day!





















