and suddenly it is tax season again. our household operates mostly seasonally. still blog operates by definition with the seasons, but we also have soccer season and piano competition season and speech season and deck season and fireplace season and tax season and writing season. it has been a year since the beginning of last tax season, and it’s hard to believe how much has happened in the interim. meanwhile, it’s time for steve to disappear into his cave for the winter, and emerge each evening, blinking, into candlelight and a glass of wine. i’m going to miss him. and i’m going to enjoy my time alone.

lily of the valley leaves

saint paul, minnesota