Cool Mornings

Walking the dog this week has just been awesome. It’s cool but not so cold you need a jacket and the trees are just now thinking about turning, so there’s a glimpse of gold or red every so often. And it’s so loud, all the birds chattering at each other.

It’s amazing, really, that this is a place.

And today is the 14th! We are so close to October! I don’t think “Allendale” is the best story I’ve ever written or anything. After all, I’d be hard-pressed to say that I wrote it. But I think it’s good fun.

Falls in Tennessee are really something. The longer I’m here, the more miraculous they seem. Something about the heat of the summer makes you appreciate a glorious slow ending to things.

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