Much like an uncouth household might have a “one foot on the floor at the dinner table” rule (to prevent chaos while food is being served), I recently instituted a “one arm” rule at the library.
That is, I only allow myself to check out as many books as I can hold with one arm. A biological form of checks and balances that prevents me from getting more books than I can read before the due date. Otherwise, my library addiction would require me to bring luggage. Especially in the October, when I still feel a pressing scholastic urge to hole up and study.
Today I still managed to escape with 11 books, including the Steve Jobs biography, which virtually counts as two. Pretty soon I’m going to be like those waiters who line up four entree plates per arm and not let so much as a sprig of parsley flutter away.
In other fall news: While running errands earlier, I noticed a gorgeous fall leaf stuck to the back window of my car. I think it looks like a nectarine peel. It stuck with me for 28.4 miles, so I thought it deserved its own portrait. Something to help me remember this gorgeous, 80-degree day with riots of leafy color everywhere I looked.
A backlog of still-unedited photos coming your way. NYC in summertime, a courthouse wedding, and an adorable family. See you soon.