October

I just love the fall. It is wicked! I think my senses feel heightened somehow.

My Outhouses calendar has a lovely photo for the month. An outhouse made of dark wooden shingles, with a pointed roof, surrounded by a forest of white birch trees, and a blanket of orange leaves on the ground. Luvly. It might be my favorite one yet.

And the quote it gives us to ponder...
"A man who would employ his life seriously must always act as
though he had a great many years ahead of him and order his time
as though he expected to die very soon."
- Jean-Jacques Ampere-

I suppose so, but I don't want to think about that right now... I'm gonna feel the fall.

No Joy in Mudville

Mighty Beltran has struck out.

Oh man, and after that amazing catch by Endy Chavez. Oh man what a play. A homerun ball turned into a double play. Poetry in motion. OH man!

They still were in it....bases loaded, I have seen this before....the vibe was good
but, alas, it was not to be.

But I still love 'em. Let's go Mets (ooh)...Let's go Mets (ooh)!


(and incidentally, if anyone cares, I am now rooting for the tigers all the way)