The Zone

It's the thirtieth. September kind of just happened--like the colors on the mountain. We looked up and there they were. It's autumn. Forgive our negligance...we traded writing time yesterday for a few minutes spent with bread pudding and cider. We don't really have any time now either--just enough to nod to September as it passes. Miss you Prudence! We didn't forget eggs benedict on your special day--even if it was just a hazy memory between us at six AM. For the rest of our readers--a nod to you as well. We haven't forgotten our supporters...we're just really in the zone right now. ;-)