Goodbye Summer, Hello Fall
Since my postings got changed last week, I updated this one before I posted. Enjoy. As I've made note, around here , that I absolutely love fall it should be no surprise that the changing of the leaves bring an indescribable delight to me. Along the way, though, the summer rolled into an Indian Summer that we relished as we saw extended tomatoes at the farmer's market and went kayaking another time. The bliss of summer extended for a momentary limbo of extended transition. Night kayaking along the Hudson . . . the city really does look like a Gotham delight here. Those yellow jackets do us no favors, but the water was sublime . . . gentle rolls of tidal splashes from boat traffic and seasonal change made the warm salty Hudson lap onto our kayaks. Rocking us along. In the moonlight I look like your ghostly captain. The Tania I never blogged about here, in a fabric my Mom gave me from her stash. It's grossl...