I Can Feel the Change
…in the air that is. Maybe I should queue up the classic Phil Collins song, ‘I Can Feel It In the Air Tonight‘ for us. With my coffee mug in hand, I open my front door. That’s steam I see wafting up from its rim of course, but there is a coolness on my face, too. High summer is winding down; the days are growing shorter; the angle of the sun is lower. I love all the seasons…well, most all of them. Truth be told, I’m not much of a hot weather fan, so this little far west corner of the Pacific Northwest suits me well. Our summer has been quiet and cool–not much of one for my tomatoes. They are still out there on the vines but green, green, green. It’s been a brassica summer–the broccoli, kale, and greens have loved it. My tomatoes might still ripen. There’s still a bit of time.
Yesterday, my newest book, Pie Camp, arrives at my door. Whenever I see the delivery truck, both Gretapie and I are excited. It’s like the Wells Fargo Wagon of long ago days showing up with something for me.
Then I go inside, open the box, and take out the first copy. The thrill of holding your very own book for the first time never ever gets old. I can not wait for you to be able to see it my new baby when it is released on October 6.
(Yes those are chickens you hear in the background. Mine laid a very first egg yesterday, too!)
And just because, here is Phil Collins singing that song I mentioned earlier….I absolutely love the reaction of these two young men when they are listening to it for the first time. You might, too.