Jolie Guillebeau

Go take a look!

Tonight is the Full Corn Moon– the beginning of the year’s harvest. I’m ready for some harvesting. My neighbors have been working in their garden all summer, and I’ve been watching. Today I looked out and their bed of corn was gone. They’d picked it and cut down the stalks this morning. It seemed rather timely.

So yeah, this year, what’s my harvest? I don’t know yet.

But my dreamboard for the month is here:

I want to soar. Above worries about money, above perfectionism, above fear. It might be impossible, but I’ve heard that pigs sometimes fly.

(thanks, Leah!)