2010-10-06 - 8:36 a.m.
the weather's turned cold like a hairpin - a quick turn, a chilly bit of metal waiting on the vanity.
there are bright yellow pompon 'mums marching up the front steps, a spooky shadow village in the front windows. i've been baking, and the kitchen smells like apple bundt cake and hot cider.
it's shaping up to be a truly lovely autumn.
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reading: chariton - callirhoe.
working on: preparing to speak at a conference this coming week.
in the garden: the rain brought a second wind to my front beds. it's almost time for cape daisies, and then winter pansies.