September 16, 2013.


A few seasons have passed.  


There is a chill in the air tonight. I am sitting on my porch, about to go to bed.  I left the north end and live in jamaica plain now with my best friend liz, joe, and kerry.  I went apple picking with joe yesterday--joe, who is the kindest, most gentle man i could have ever asked for-- and we are going to make a pie. or two, more likely.