with all that has gone on this week, i officially declare today the last day of my summer. there is no turning back.

this summer could probably not have been less fun or more dire, in which respect i should be anxious to get on with fall, container of my favorite month & holiday, and season of soup and spider-bites.

this fall means travel, finally, for me and ry (and g.a.c. and others, possibly, over at nedia).

i'm sort of shoving all my eggs into one basket in respect to halifax: relaxation has eluded me for some time here in ohio, and i'm expecting the border i cross to prove more than geographical.