Saturday, November 1


November is here. So soon.

Rebecca and I have a faorite coffee shop that's a couple train stops away from our place. We are there now, empty mugs in front of us. The days go by quickly, the weeks slip away.

I'm going to Greenville next weekend. I'll probably get there Saturday night. By the time I get back to Chicago there may be snow on the ground.

I tuck love notes into my sketchbook, whle she eats rice crackers.

1 comment:

suzette said...

I'm looking forward to seeing you! :-)