It’s (almost) the most wonderful time of the year. It is for me, at least. October means visits to my daughter at college and all the folly that comes with that. Approaching cold, falling leaves, trips to the orchard, sappy movies with winding narratives, food-food-food, gathering up the last of the harvest from the farms, planning about holiday meals, family visits, gifts — this is when I come up with the color scheme for the wrapping paper I’ll stencil or paint or badly sketch. I love this time of year and all the festivities that come with it.
The best thing about October: my father’s birthday.