Pristine

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Tall, perfect blue skies, cool deep air and vivid daylight. The breeze has no hint of woodsmoke -- yet. No frost-crystal tinge. Green is everywhere, rustling. All the golden shades still rest beneath, unseen. The first day of October is a quick, bright kiss.

And I am savoring it.

How the year has blurred, tumbling toward the Winter months. Steady into Autumn, now -- though it still feels like Summer.

I'm writing to silence (though not really; the bell fountainhead brings the sound of water inside, through opened windows -- and the environment breathes with all its tiny noises).

At the moment, my writing for the day is tapering-off. I'm pondering what to have for supper and if if I'm going to watch The Fellowship of the Ring again, later. I'm getting the urge to stroll around outside for a bit, though. It's a beautiful evening and I'd like to feel it for a while before I do anything else.

So that's where I'm headed.

Hello, October.

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