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January 01, 2021

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It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready.

December 03, 2020

My boy Vondracek: How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flew. How did it get so late so soon? Dr. Seuss

What of October, that ambiguous month, the month of tension, the unendurable month?

October 24, 2020

My girl Pearleen: "All things on earth point home in old October: sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken." - Thomas Wolfe

Love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.

November 13, 2020

My boy Peppino: "I know the year is dying, Soon the summer will be dead. I can trace it in the flying Of the black crows overhead; I can hear it in the rustle Of the dead leaves as I pass, And the south wind's plaintive sighing Through the dry and withered grass. Ah, 'tis then I love to wander, Wander idly and alone, Listening to the solemn music Of sweet nature's undertone; Wrapt in thoughts I cannot utter, Dreams my tongue cannot express, Dreams that match the autumn's sadness In their longing tenderness." - Mortimer Crane Brown, Autumn Dreams