weekends in october

(because it's december now • and october demands to be remembered)

october is lunch in the city with a friend and it's all the 13s. it is a cloud atlas and weather-appropriate waiheke wine. it is tacos and tamales, an afternoon of lego building.

october is saunas and swimming and seeing dolphins in the bay. it's a catch up with our neighbours on a lazy sunday afternoon. it is splendid scans and wildflower window patterns. it is frenchman's hill and morning light from the window of cabin no. 7. it is roadtrips and mountains, book fairs and festivals.

this golden month is blackout poetry and off-island adventures. it is pieces of laundry hanging up to dry under the carport, and platters (always platters) with friends.