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It is blue-skied and bright, here in Pittsburgh.  Autumn-tinged leaves look like specks of vivid paint and the air feels like spring -- but November 4th it is.

I saw a buttercup-colored butterfly tumble by. The heat is around me like an embrace. Hazed blue: the sky above me. I'm typing this on my phone, thumbs twiddling, feet bare on the grass. It is my day off and I am loving the open sky moments. :-)

In the pale afternoon, a bright black and orange Monarch butterfly fluttered by my window. Confetti from a passing parade -- or from one that had already passed. It is dark and cool now. The last evening of this Summer. I'm typing this from Amy's place, with her ever-tuxedoed kitties, Yoda and Jedi, in attendance. They kind of make this season-ending a semi-formal occasion. We are going to mull apple cider and toast the Summer...and the entrance of Autumn. All this time and all of these moments. How fast and memorable.

Here's to many more.

Ah peeps!

Now there is only one left...

I really like this. So dreamy and desolate.