We've had an amazingly beautiful fall. But now it's starting to get that cold and clear feeling. Not snow this week, but what might be called "high fall." So I pour a bourbon, enjoy the wood stove. At this rate, I'll be immobile by February, hanging out with the dogs and whining when the fire dies and waiting for Bob to get back to work while I hibernate until spring.
Fall is in the air
School has begun and my boy is in 6th grade. He's in his final year of elementary school, which is a little strange to think about. Bob is in his final year of education, at least formally. He turned in his retirement papers with his final day being February 20. Hannah is getting married, so it's her final year of being single. Aileen has moved into a dry cabin, so its her final year of... hmm, cleanliness? I hope its a good year for everyone.
Comments