August 28, 2015

This has been a busy week and temperatures have been surprisingly cool for August.  I know I have accomplished all the short-term goals but, here it is, Friday evening and I'm feeling like I've watched the world go by without me.  Maybe it is me trying to decide if  I should start preparing for a long winter or go read a book and relax.  Truth is that autumn always makes me homesick.  This I do not understand as I've lived in the same house for 45 years and in the same region my entire life.  But homesick I am, every autumn.  I want to be stacking the woodpile and putting up canned goods and freezing wonderful soups.  Time is short to knit the mittens and socks to keep me warm and I need to get to the book store and start building a winter stack of novels.

But, I don't have a fireplace and no place to store freshly canned vegetables.  One more day of homesickness unanswered.  Maybe the sun will shine tomorrow and it will feel more like summer.  I do not get homesick in summer.