au lait!

It's now November in Vermont. This is truthfully my favorite time of year. The sky alternates between gray and icy drizzle or bright metalic blue. It's quiet nesting time, but a latent energy is starting to build in anticipation of the holidays.

Today is especially great, because we have a new friend coming to stay. We're adopting my sister's cat Au Lait. Hannah found her this past spring underneath the cooler at the coffee shop. She coaxed the skinny kitty out with a bowl of warm milk, hence the name. Now she's skinny no longer. In fact, she may need to go on a diet, the greedy gut! But we're very excited about the addition to our family. Here kitty, kitty!

Hannah jumps

November sunshine

Even though its name is Winterpark, the town is anything but a chilly scene. Take the Orange Juice man at the weekly market. A splash of color to behold. A warm sweet citrus glow and tangerines piled high. A grove of sunshine lemon nectar.

carnivale

lovely ladies,
our feathered friends
descend
upon the neighboorhood

fake moustache

Sometimes, it’s best not to ask questions. If a little boy wearing a crown and carrying a scepter wants to draw a moustache on your face, you just say, “Yes.” And you realize the pleasure it brings almost immediately. It makes the boy pleased. It makes people laugh, and it gives them a reason to hug you and kiss you on the cheek. It makes you feel light-hearted. You feel free to let loose. Free to be assertive and, Gasp!, even manly.

Don’t think about how long it will take to wash off. Don’t worry about what people will think. This is about seizing the day. This is about making the most of every second. This is about living life to the fullest in a permanent marker moustache.

.. Photo taken at Jake Burton's fall bash ..