As I write my column today, the view from my window reminds me that the seasons are close to changing. Bob says it is because of the drought that the leaves are brown, but I’m being optimistic and say it’s Autumn sneaking in on cat’s feet that whispers Fall is so very close.
The night air has dropped, and the squirrels are hurrying about to gather food for the colder days ahead....
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