can i just leave this post untitled, please?

today i stepped on a sundial. yes, a sundial. i know you're probably thinking: how the hell does one step on a sundial? well, you see, we are getting ready for winter at the garden shop which means that we have a lot of products to rearrange, haul, flip over, cover, and generally protect from the snow and ice than i can only hope will be here soon. i was moving a bunch of (very heavy) water fountains to a more protected area in our back garden. of course, to do this, i had to move a bunch of other stuff to make room for them. including the sundial. it was grey. i sat it down next to where i was working on the grey rocks. i forgot about it, took a step back in my stupid little flip-flops, and WALLAH! F*#%ing hell. yes, it hurt. no, it wasn't the same sundial that i have so conveniently borrowed from wikipedia, but close enough...you get the picture, right?

i covered the bottom of my foot in too small bandaids and carried on. luckily i didn't need stitches. luckily i only jabbed through about ten layers of skin and it stopped there. luckily schmuckily.

but now that i'm done complaining (thank you for listening), i'll survive.

in other news...we got a big delivery of pumpkins, straw, and corn husks. good god, it was beautiful! ok, someone please tell me...when did my life get this weird??? but let's face it: pumpkins bring happiness. anyway, half our block was filled with the happiness of bright color. orange! orange orange! entire busloads of kids squealed with delight. i kid you not, the whole neighborhood lit up with smiles and excitement. strangers waved at me and smiled. i beamed smiles right back. it was wonderful and so never mind that it was in the 90's today (ok, i might be exaggerating, but it felt like it!). autumnal antisipation is in the air.

and on a non-work related note...
if i could do anything in the world, i would:

• sew my own very cool, very funky clothes
• paint a huge painting
• and then another
• and another
• travel back to india
• and british columbia
• and san franciso
• and the mountains down south (which mountains are those?) :)-
  
• live in a renovated barn
• out in the country
• with a getaway in the city
• take a class at MCAD
• and the loft
• and read approximately 500 books (or so...)
• then write at least a dozen letters
• fill a few journals
  
• and doodle the hell out of my moleskine japanese album
• buy lots of soap and paper
  
• i'd go camping, just me and my dogs
• drive an old truck (with louis as my cohort, of course!)
  
• paint my walls blue or fuscia or red or orange or...
• and the ceilings
• and the floors
• and a big, magical mural

that's a good start, anyway. what about you?