Jeune fille au chien
I have a wonderful calendar of Impressionist paintings, and this is the painting for September. It fits, somehow. The colors and the pensive expression of the young woman. Summer has gone, and another season will be starting soon. I love autumn, and my favorite flowers are autumn flowers -- Dahlias, Asters, Black-eyed Susans. Soon the leaves will begin to change, and nature will put on a riotous display of color. My life has been sort of strange lately, as I sit and watch the lives of others around me -- achievements, new loves, lost loves, accomplishments, new houses purchased, careers changed. I have sometimes described my life as being "outside the candy store" watching everyone inside. It's as if there is a glass wall between me and all the people who are participating. But I do have a special friend who can make me laugh more than anyone has ever made me laugh.
Jeune femme en toilette de bal
Last night I had the strangest dream that everyone was going to a fancy-dress ball. All the women were in their beautiful ball gowns, the men in their tuxedos. I sat and watched everyone getting ready, but I was not able to go. I remember looking at Tori Spelling's dress, thinking how lovely it was. Oh, yes Tori Spelling was there -- don't ask me why -- but she had the most beautiful dress. As everyone danced off to the ball, I sat and watched them thinking, "Oh, yes..." I woke up laughing. How on earth did Tori Spelling get into my dream?
September is really the beginning of the new year, and it calls for a new wardrobe. This weekend I am going to hit the malls and buy myself something new. Maybe I'll even buy myself a ball gown -- just in case.