Saturday, October 20, 2012
Homely Things
A nice, homely autumn creature, without pretense or prevarication, content to be what it is.
I am expecting a nice, homely autumn weekend, equal parts chores and resting, trying to come up with a plan for getting through the unhappily busy months ahead—something I have to suffer through each year again. Work quite overcoming me. I must just hunker down, batten down the hatches, weather the outer storm.
Christie B. Cochrell: Gourd
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