The gist of things here in my hometown, set within the arcs of things in the wider world, all from my uniquely biased point of view. Feel free to extend the horizons with your comments.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Autumn
The ash trees always turn first. Except, now that I think of it, ten days ago I saw shrubs with no leaves at all. It was back in the hills north of Kisbey, and there were entire patches of hawthorn and perhaps other shrubs, looking just as grey and barren as if it were November.
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