It is both very chic and very cliche to comment on how fast the year has gone, once we hit mid-November, right? Today I made a menu for Thanksgiving and I couldn’t quite comprehend what I was doing. I believe my mind stopped calculating the passage of time around late August–I couldn’t explain to you why that happened, only that if you asked me when Halloween was, I would tell you it was quite a number of weeks away yet. Of course here we are barreling on towards Christmas, and today I made a new section in my bullet journal labeled Holidays, hoping to find myself ahead of the game, for once! We’ve started stringing garlands of oranges, cranberries and cinnamon, though I have personally banned myself from Christmas music until after Thanksgiving and have attempted to lobby for no tree until Christmas Eve, which will likely will not happen. I really love the Christmas season and I am always nervous about wearing it out by starting in on it too early.
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a flatlay and the truth behind it
I bought this journal at a craft market a couple of weeks ago. I declined to write anything in it until I decided what exactly I wanted to put in it. After some thought (and probably too much at that) I decided to use it to write down the poems I’ve written about the kids, for the kids, etc. I don’t have that many, but they are coming to me more frequently now for some reason. They have titles like Pretzel Dogs or Sandbox or Nicknames and while they are generally inside jokes and will never be published, I think they are kind of funny. I will compile them all in this little book, and some day when I’m gone I hope my children squabble over who gets to keep it.
I love the look of it and felt like it needed to be photographed, so I gathered a few things and trotted outdoors to where the light is the best.