The year is full of auspicious moments to begin new projects.
Here in my home in the north eastern U.S., with my European cultural legacy, January first stands for a societal fresh start. Springtime to be in rhythm with the natural world. Perhaps a birthday for a more personal milestone. And then there is early autumn, with its back to school traditions that reflect the agricultural cycle, whose heaviest harvesting occurs in late summer. I always loved school, especially how those first few days of the semester felt heavy with any number of possible futures, and possible future selves, before the days had settled into a routine. So, this September first, I have donned a fresh new outfit, ignored the fluttering butterflies in my stomach, and written on the first page of this (virtual) notebook.
I hope that come next September, the pages will be full of a record of the interests, surprises, joys, and struggles that even a quiet life contains. I cannot yet promise exactly what form this notebook will take, but I am sure it will include photographs, knitting and other textile arts, questions on how to live a good life, everyday delights like a newly discovered favourite television show or the perfect sandwich, and, more than anything else, books. I have been bookish for as long as I can remember; it shapes everything about me.
I love how the internet encourages kindred spirits to find one another, hence why this is a virtual notebook, instead of a private one. Welcome to this space. I hope you’ll leave comments and tell me about your own spaces, so that I can return the visit.