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I am still rebounding from last week. I knew today would be simple: Go to school, help kids peer edit things, come home and stay home. Simple. And it was just what I needed it to be. I am even going to bed early tonight. (whew)

The beavers were out when I was walking this morning. They've built a dam around the nearest bend in the river, but the river flooded over it, so they were building and repairing. Actually, they didn't seem to be in the best of moods. Chaucer barely got in there to drink and one of them was slapping his tail against the water to warn us off... or at least I think that's why he was doing it. He kept right on going with it for as long as I could see him... maybe he was frustrated. Whump... Slap... Smack... Sploosh right out of sight. I could just about hear him complaining about being under-appreciated and taken for granted. "I build this god damn dam and the freaking thing floods over and does anyone help... no and god knows if I don't fix it then nobody will.... SPLASH....

I just missed the sunrise this morning. I tried to hurry, I think it was pretty good: The clouds ahead of me, on the far side of the sun, were lighting up pink. But by the time I wound my way out of the woods it had passed.

The trees are turning. The animals shifting to winter mode. I don't see rabbits anymore and the song birds have given way to chickadees and titmouses. The mornings are cold... not cold enough for gloves just yet, but definitely a good barn jacket. The flies are gone, and the weeds are thinning. Things are starting to open up. I love the fall. Its Henry's favorite season, and for all the right reasons. He spontaneously spouted off about it a week or so ago.." I love the fall, because of all the food, and the cold, and halloween!" He wants to be a jellyfish this year. I guess I will have to chronicle that adventure on here when the time comes. I am already ordering pieces of the costume on amazon... clear dome shaped umbrella... check.

I love the fall too. The air smells good. Everything is breathing its last big breaths before the winter hits.
I've heard it might be a big winter this year.
Breathe deep...

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