I slept with the door to the outside porch wide open last night and woke up cold. The birds were awake at one in the morning talking in the trees outside my window, and this morning I'm wearing a sweater. Change is in the air, in the minds of spiders, and in the slant of the sun.
I've been working on many things to help start the school year, and now my head hurts and I can't turn my head to the left. It is just stress, and I'm really ready to let it go. I'm ready to knit.