margaret lafleur

"Who are we, who is each of us, if not a combinatoria of experiences, information, books we have read, things imagined? Each life is an encyclopedia, a library, an inventory of objects, a series of styles, and everything can be constantly shuffled and reordered in every way conceivable." (Italo Calvino)
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10/2012

This month it was a trip to Machu Picchu and Peru and a pair of solid but lightweight hiking boots.

And then it was a thick winter coat that would go down to my shins, the kind that would make it more tolerable to stand and wait for the bus this winter when temps dip into the single digits and snow blows sideways from the streets to sting the side of my face.

For a couple days it was an online shopping cart full of new underwear, zero of which would be threadbare and worn or spotted with tiny holes because I had just done and laundry and was suddenly struck with the state of things.

Not every if I won the lottery tomorrow daydream is romantic, you know? And besides, these were only the first things I would buy. The initial impulses, the things I chose to worry about on slow afternoons, a list unique to October 2012.

October 6: Hello Chicago!

We spent the first weekend of the month in Chicago with my best friend and her husband. I hadn’t been to Chicago (outside of layovers in O’Hare) since I was little, and it was what I requested for my birthday. We stayed at a Bed & Breakfast and went on an architectural boat tour and ate deep dish pizza in the home of deep dish pizza.

It’s a treat to travel somewhere with good friends. Chicago will forever be the weekend of the spiciest Indian food Arron has ever eaten, home to the night we terrified Vanessa by taking her on a towering ferris wheel and the time I made the rest of them jump up and down like fools in front of the bean. (Sorry I’m not sorry about that, friends!)

It was a break from the usual and it both soothed and kicked the wanderlust into gear, as these things tend to do.

October 17: My favorite building downtown.

I missed almost as many daily photos this month as I captured, which is a testament to I don’t know what. Laziness? Ordinariness? Dark mornings that leave me grumpy and shunning the world around me? It’s hard to say what I’m looking forward to more, the end of the campaign season or the end of Daylight Savings.

October 28: Paws.

(Lucy kitty never has to worry about any of that!)

Some Suggested Reading From October

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