8:00 AM
Leaves are falling.
Inside and out.
Everything unrolled in November
is being touched by that.
Today will be warm enough to be early September. Yet, they say Friday will be more like December.
1:32 PM
I am very tired. Spent the evening in Brooklyn, a nice dinner with the Boy. We hauled a load of scrap wood from his shop to home, mostly walnut which burns real nice. Preparing for the Polar Blast headed this way. I will probably take a few stitches. But mostly I think I will sit and look.
Keep noticing how blue the jays look among turning leaves. Watch the leaves slowly raining.
