Early fall days, when there is a bit of chill in the air, a slight breeze and leaves raining down from the bronze and golden trees. When the sun is playing peek-a-boo with the clouds and V shaped formations flying overhead are headed south. That is the best time for walking. Squirrels run about nervously seeking more winter provisions, never satisfied with what they have already hidden away. The fly, the bee, the wasp, and the ant; all the pests of summer have found shelter against the approaching winter and do not bother me any more. That is the best time for walking. The flowers in their glorious colors have all faded but so too has their contribution to my allergies, so the air is clean and pure. The sun’s light is neither so bright that it hurts the eyes, nor is it lost in a gloomy fog. It casts weak thin shadows that play along my path. That is the best time for walking.
-Dan.
P.S. Our old has is sold! Payday coming soon!
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