It is October, people!
Let the Birthday Month celebrations commence.
And how am I spending the evening of October 1st, you ask?
Reading my new book.
"That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”
― Ray Bradbury, The October Country
I love Ray Bradbury. He is my new favorite author. ... Until he scares the pants off me with his creepy stories. Maybe then he won't be my favorite anymore - but he is for now.
I'm off to read. Happy October, ya'll!