It's that tipping moment right now, where enough leaves have dropped from the tree that you can see more/better. Yet enough leaves remain on the trees that that bareness and death aren't glaring.
Yellow school buses and construction machinery never look so good as they do in autumn.
This is my bit of a blog. Rambling words about rambling days. No focus and nothing ambitious. I seem to write most about local color, nature, and animals, and there is an incomplete chunk about my road trips of 2011.
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