Chilly... a little melancholy

Sunday morning, 45 degrees, and the neighbor's roosters are in full throat. It's pretty peaceful, if a bit chilly. The forecast is for warming temperatures, but I don't mind saying, I put a sweater on this morning.

The pool is almost empty, but the clean up/ put away part of things will take a few days. It needs to be fully dry, and I still have to figure out what to do with the blow-up floats. I ordered some waterproof storage bags that will be here Tuesday, so I think that's what will do the trick.

I'm feeling a little melancholy; it's the season, I think. Autumnal blues. It's the dark mornings, the early sunset/gloaming, the chill in the air... 

I'm never sure if I'm the grasshopper or the ant. Can we ever really be ready?

C



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