It's November and it feels like September. I'm hoping that the old adage that's usually applied to May doesn't transfer over to November. We had our first glimpse of snow a couple of weeks ago...the usual...gone within an hour of the sun rising.I'm reveling in this glorious fall weather. Running is still a dream...although yesterdays run reminded me how rough the cold air is on my lungs...I had an old mans smoker cough all afternoon and into the evening.
The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air. .......Eric Sloane
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