rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
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Brrrish On Autumn

The one good thing this time of year about being kept up way past my bedtime is that I get to see the rising sun kindle the deep gold leaves of the oaks and the brighter gold leaves of the walnut tree. Maybe I then dream about them, but I don't remember my dreams. The dreams are probably smothered by the layers of blankets I must use if I'm to keep the gas bill from eating even more of the budget. It's been quite a cold snap (which no doubt accounts for the sudden spectacle of leaf coloration) but there should be a couple of warmer days next week. The nights, though— well, I feel sorry for the feral kitties.
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