I'm a little shocked, but somehow another month has managed to slip through my fingers. It's October before I ever realized September was happening, and now the trees at home are on fire and the air is crisp and somewhere it's snowing. But not here. Here, the rains are over and the air is humid and oppressive. Your shirt sticks to your back as soon as you step out onto the weather decks, and the stench of floating garbage is intensified by the heat.

So I'm going to celebrate October by sniffing the pressed leaves my friend's mama sent her in the mail. By cranking the AC in my cabin and drinking mugs of hot cider. By dreaming of all the ways you can get pumpkin into food. And by participating in The Saturday Evening Blog Post.
This month was a big one for me. I moved into a new position at work, I fought back some homesickness, I visited with the family of the last baby I'll take care of in this ICU here, and I got a bright pink pedicure from a nine-year old. But I think, if I'm being honest, my favourite times were the simplest ones. The times where work paused long enough to let me slow down, pause in the busyness and just
smile.
Head on over to Elizabeth Esther's
blog and see what everyone else found memorable about their Septembers. And while you're at it, eat a pumpkin muffin and go jump in a pile of leaves for me, okay? Please?
next time i participate in anything pumpkin or fallish i will say a little prayer for you!
But then, I've lived here all my life, so I don't expect to have cold weather in September.