at the kitchen table
Tuesday evening, and a rainy one. The first real rain of fall, actually, and you know after this things won't quite be the same. The sun will no doubt return, but you'll want to soak it up on a warm rock somewhere instead of sneaking around in the shade and waiting for the light to fall. As I've said before, September is a good month by me. It's calm. The cats sleep inside. My big sister comes to visit. The mornings are cool like a fresh glass of water.