the sunset tree

this lovely indian summer we've been having 

has found the pillar house bunnies 

basking in the late summer sunlight on the lawn under the trees.

AllySnack warbles.

Kato reads us interesting facts on her iphone.

And I daydream about pumpkin pie and new running shoes.

But even though the weather has been amazing and good things keep hopping right into my life, the real magic of it all is that, 

well,

for fear of sounding overly sentimental (actually, I don't really care. Watch me), is these little angel people I have here. 

Seriously.

I am so so so lucky to have the friends I have. Friends that make me brush my teeth and share their closets, beds, and other-worldly cheering-up powers and speak with me in an accidentally-developed dialect incorporating baby talk, bunny speak, and overall incomprehensibly incorrect grammar. And they write songs with me and sing them and generally just make my life a happy thing to live.

I guess it can only be summed up thus?

"Oh wonder!

How many goodly creatures are there 

here!

How beauteous mankind is! o brave new

world

That has such people in't!"

-The Tempest,  Willie Shakespeare

Now how 'bout them fall leaves?

eh?

love love love,

Nan.