It is so hard to believe that we are now in September. What has become of this year? I'm sort of at a loss for words today - which is, I suppose not a good thing to happen to a poet. On the other hand, it might have been a good thing for
Jenna and Barbara last night.
Katey exclaims, "I can't write!" but of course, we all know she can. It just isn't happening when she wants it to. Who hasn't had that happen?
September? Oh geezee....