Shorter Days

[rejectomorph]

Since the daylight hours are shrinking, I no longer have time to both write and to go for a walk in the afternoons or evenings. Guess which wins? Well, it was a very nice walk. Two murders of crows were bickering with one another in the woods along the canyon. I didn't stick around to see the outcome, but then, I didn't have any bets down on either group. As I returned home, around sunset, a very strong wind came up, and it blew for about an hour. The windows rattled and doors slammed, and the younger of my two cats went up onto the roof of the house and excitedly ran back and forth, pouncing on skittering leaves. There may be enough leaves on the lawn to justify raking it, now. The first leaf-raking of Autumn! The cats will be so delighted. Mmmm. October.