Walks
Falling out of summer around here; chilly mornings, sunny later in the day. We wonder why the chickens take so many naps; is molting that draining? Good exercise for all; long walk and talk with the offspring, spouse off on a kayak paddle.
Penn Warren's poetry is still not reaching me, so I am distracted and intrigued by book reviews.
And nature shows depicting beautiful landscapes in jeopardy.
Penn Warren's poetry is still not reaching me, so I am distracted and intrigued by book reviews.
And nature shows depicting beautiful landscapes in jeopardy.
posted by isabelita at 10:39 AM
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We're trying to get the gable ends of our house shingled. It's the last part of the BIG project, that and painting the trim. Couldn't get any work done Sunday because of the winds and drizzle. Monday morning still a bit damp here. The light is definitely changing. The sunsets have been spectacular. Although happening much earlier than we might like. It's in the air, we can feel it already-- winter. I sure hope we have a beautiful October before the darkening days take over.
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