My, but September did fly . . .
Thankfully, I was able to cram a month’s worth of memories into three little days.
It was a weekend of friends and family, good food and festive drink, laughter and otherwise merry making.
It began in the best way possible–with our annual Fall Extravaganza. My friend hosted the celebration; we feasted upon hearty soup and beer bread, pumpkin muffins and tea; we opened gifts by candlelight and caught up on each others’ lives. In other words, we soaked in the delights of Autumn.
My friend’s boyfriend came home, not long before we were preparing leave. He disappeared for a bit, but we thought nothing of it. We were, after all, a room full of girls, giddy on fall. But he returned, just like that, and handed each of us a fresh cut rose. Much like our tradition, that, my friends, is what we call a keeper . . .
Saturday, my cousins arrived. We spent hours around the table, eating, drinking, and laughing at inappropriate things–you know, the usual.
Sunday I was gifted A Home–a charming little book about Sweden’s Carl Larsson, complete with his watercolors. And the month ended with a baby shower for yet another cousin.
Good food, good conversation, good celebration–I’d say September set October up quite nicely. May the month show it’s appreciation in grand fashion.