To me September 1 is sort of the start of the “new year”. It just seems like the right time to start your year. Left over from school time I guess. Anyhow – the Jewish folk have it right – New Year belongs in September – not January.
On September 1, 2013 I was scanning old film time photos and put this one:
on the blog. After the last four years – we seem even younger. We had a damn good run.
Three day weekend. Not many plans. Frankly – no plans. But, that is OK. I am still feeling a little tired. Maybe I need 3 days of reading, resting and origami.
Not a big fan of resting. Plenty of time to rest after I am dead. Speaking of which – an ambulance just pulled into the Asylum…
Carlton used to make me rest. I guess I needed that and apparently still do.