Been two years...

It's been two years since we moved to our house here, and I think about how much has changed. I always like fall - life is crisp and both the pretense and hope of summer falls down around me like before the first flakes of winter, while all I do is wax painfully unpoetically - the artist in me is much better in my mind than he is in real life. :) Fall always seems like it's the hardest season though - almost every year I feel like I've been through the ringer.

Work is changing, for better? Maybe...

Of course, this little guy is changing my life one day at a time...



And I'll leave you with a little fall song to color your mood appropriately with mine... New Pornographers (out of Vancouver) and Challengers