First–the apology.

I’m doing some work on this site and experimenting. That experiment may have manifested as an e-mail alerting you to a new post this morning that was password protected–thanks for the heads up, Christy.

It was a test and only a test. Had it been a real post, you would have heard angels singing and the heavens showering down sunshine and rainbows. Or something like that 🙂

Anyway, I have one more experiment to try (tomorrow) and then you shouldn’t get any more extraneous e-mails from me. I’m so sorry to fill up your inbox–we all get enough e-mail in a day, no?

So, I’m extending an olive branch, er, fallen flowers and fall festiveness to keep you occupied while I play in my space. As always, I’m so honored and humbled that you stop by and visit. It means the world to me! Michelle

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October

 

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

 

“Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.”
― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s    

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables