So as the joke goes, a Smart, a Mini, and a Pony go into a bar(n). What will they talk about all winter? Size matters? Brains help? Keep kicking in your '60's?
Better get your road trips in soon --- the leaves are mixing gold with red. The best view is old-school behind a skinny walnut wheel and a full cluster of real gauges.
Still some surprises on the wing. Woodpeckers are passing through in S, M, and L. Evening grosbeaks scan furtively as they gobble at the buffet. And a young Great Blue Heron tries to get the Bird Network on satellite but settles for a walk in the woods.
More signs of the season are southern sunrises, wall-to-wall leaf carpet, and longgggggg shadows.
Tomorrow is for pumpkins, and the next day for celebrating the big W. From him I got all the treats and very few tricks.
World events are very scary these days already. Just in case you haven't noticed ---- BOO!
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