fall is coming, slowly, inexorably. today’s foreshadowing: a blind grey sky has replaced the intermittent blue, and cold wet falls in fits and starts. perfect weather for plants, waterfowl, melancholy. i am undaunted, inspired to slow pleasure, daydreaming a moody embrace of the sweet rains and long walks to come.
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