September 22

It's September 22 and I've been sitting out on the deck drinking coffee in my bare feet.  Kinda crazy considering that it's usually a bit colder than that.  It is unusual.  It looks like fall outside; the leaves have fallen and the sky is grey and foreboding.  It's disconcerting when what you see just doesn't jive with the 60 degree warmth.

I think tonight we'll set up the tent and sleep in the yard.  It's a beautiful time for it.

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