Thick fog keeps the days vigor in the house for time bein. Curious what to do, though cold feet just call out for more wool cozies. Another cup of tea will set right-third this morning. That is how a minimum utility house goes with the single pane charm. Fun is to be had nontheless. Wonderful sunshine yesterday. A bike ride to get lost and end up anywhere-everywhere. Then peddling the vertical rise of Sehome Hill with way too much weight in beer. Why do only I carry a bike bag? Rope swing at the top and fall colors to make you stop and listen. Quiet smiles and presence.
New choices to live by. No more settling for the well worn footsteps, my legend shows that end. It is simply too easy. Best tramping in the woods where more paths are found and followed. Breaks are taken is places of true beauty-completely surrounded by the sensuous world. Vision is present, though goal oriented.
Thicker fog rolls in still. Heavy mist fifty yards out from my chilly window perch. Third cup of tea almost gone-time for a pea-coat, scarf and a brisk walk in the crispness of fall. Much love to all, may your warmth by felt in the kitchen, fall harvests with family and friends.
G-atticus
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oooh I've been waiting to be fed again by your visions...so beautiful always. Thank goodness you're a see- er too. What tea do you recommend? I'm a tea techie too...Bergamot is a favorite. Take care-
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