you better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone

Well, the days of summer are officially gone.

Things could be worse.

Midterms are upon us--jackets and scarves and pumpkin spice lattes and cold handlebars. My kind of holiday cheer.

You have eyes. So obviously you can see the pics down there. They are some of my favorite things from the past fourish months that you missed. Everything from Salem to my living room.

(it was cloudy and wonderfully New England)

(Nathaniel Hawthorne: Salem's most famous non-witch resident)

(these guys caught my eye through a window on the other side of the street and M. almost killed me for my ADD)

(the ever-expanding wall of summer's work)

(my new reading spot)