Fall is here.
Chilly winds and a hint of specters in the wind.
A taste of cold rains in the air.
My favorite time of year shook out her pretty skirts while I was way down yonder in New Orleans, land of dreams. I returned home to shiver in delight.
I'm a weirdo.
Eh, but I do love the fall. Something about being able to snuggle into the couch with a warm cup of tea, curled under a fluffy blanket with a good book.
My idea of a very good time indeed.
More later babies.
I've writing to do.