September used to be my favorite month, but no more. I don’t like seeing the days grow shorter, it getting colder, and the leaves turning color and falling to the ground. Spring is too short; winter is too long.

I would push hard for moving, but Pete keeps saying, “Where would we go?” He has lost his sense of adventure. Me, I’d go in a heartbeat. My immediate destination would be northern New Mexico. It is not too hot there nor too cold. Plus, there are plenty of riding trails.

Here is okay. It would be nice to travel – all we need is what we can’t seem to find, a reliable house sitter. And, I have to get this book project to the point where someone who believes in it as much as Pete and I do, to run it. This is going to be a tall order. I suspect that volunteers (and the BLBP board members are volunteers) degree of investment would be higher if they got paid for what they are doing. This isn’t true of myself – I could not be working any harder than I’m working.

The Fair is nearly over. Tomorrow is the last day. We stocked the 10 newspaper boxes for the last time this fair season this afternoon. I thought we’d stock them tomorrow, but Pete said no, we are about done. We will go and stock the newspaper box at Tiny Town one more time.

Live and learn – I have these medium sized floppy books – the title is Horses. I put them in the 4-H newspaper box near the horse arena. This afternoon I took them out of the box and began passing them on to those in the horse area. Whoomp – they went really fast. I have half a box left – tomorrow I will go back to the horse area and pass them out there. There is a place with pony rides. This will be ideal. Now why didn’t I think of this beforehand?

Today, early on, we had a Mat-Su College librarian and a Cordova Public Library librarian come and visit the former banquet room of the historic Eagle Hotel. We’ve known Michah for at least ten years, and we just met Jillian.

The way they handled the books and talked about them made me realize that they are kindred spirits. This was probably what attracted them to one another. And this is probably why I am so drawn to them.

Tomorrow we are ending our fair tenure on a good note. Jillian is going to read a book called Caps, about a man who wore many caps on his head, then had them stolen by monkeys. She’ll also be wearing several Dr. Suess hats when she reads.

My energy and enthusiasm for story time did start to waver some at the midway point of the fair. But it’s back up there now. I just had an idea – next year I’ll have guest readers, this will include librarians from various parts of the state. Maybe by then we’ll own the Eagle Hotel. And maybe by then we’ll have rooms for them to stay in.

Anything, thank dog, is possible.