Domestic chores moved slowly through and then a nap and then a coffee and and then a kiss and then a pie now resting in the refrigerator. I had leftover sweetened condensed milk from Lily's tres leches cake and leftover chopped almonds and flour from some cobbler, lemons and eggs. A bastardized key lime pie with meringue over all and sour and sweetness and smooth and crunch and the air is cool and going to be cooler and my heart is all over the place from here
and it is time to slice cucumbers.
October has always been the witchiest and richest time of year for me.
My soul gets lost but it always comes home. And the laundry gets done.