Dark weather.

Winds of Fall.

It’s hard to look forward

when not much changes

from here

until next summer.

 

But people know it.

They somehow enjoy it.

Don’t need snowtires

but one day a year.

 

A glisten of white

requires gas and effort.

Height.

I heard this morning,

the snow levels are at 8000 feet.

All I see is grey.

 

 

 

 

 

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Walking down the beach last night I smelled wood smoke.

RV folk.

Have they ever known the sweetness of sap being boiled down

mixed with that wood smoke in their clothes?

Have they payed the gas to get there?

Well traveled with their dish and pop outs and all.

Would be hard to get there now I guess. Gas prices are steep.

Might be a bit for all of us.

Although its daytime and a nice day at that, this picture allows for some contrast.

Those shorter days with their grey hues and flattening skies.

But by god its sunny here today and by god it’s all one needs to feel good.

yes yes, just some sun.

 

2.67 miles east of home.