It was a calm, anticlimactic sort of Halloween.

The thing I’ve always been the worst at has now become one of the few things I am consistent in accomplishing.

Eye exam. Errands. Library. Quinoa burger. Reading mixed with a nap. Run.
A phone call with my best friend made the whole day a lot more interesting.

Carved my third pumpkin. It’s too warm outside for the date on the calendar.

 

I rode in a combine while it was harvesting corn. Thank goodness for farmers.

I think there are few things as wonderful as fall in Michigan.

Watching goats eat is extremely amusing. A great weekend continues.

A good day in Detroit. Lots of conversation about what Art is.

Keeping a silly tradition alive.

A collision of different parts of my past. The world can be small like that.

Despite some of the less-than-easy transitions in this past year, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

It’s been a productive day. Success.

Finishing a good book always brings a mixture of satisfaction and sorrow.

A long-lasting headache made me too tired to practice, to read, to think.

My bed has become my haven.

A book is such a welcome distraction.

Late breakfast. Starbucks. Mini golf. Frozen custard. Pet store. Football game.
It was a full day.

The culprit is lurking in the background. My friends are crazy.