Gray squirrels eating acorns in the big black oak, cuttings raining down on the barn's tin roof. Autumnal, definitely autumnal.
Broke out the chiminea last night, and a bottle of red...it won't be long, now.
It has always been my private conviction that any man who pits his intelligence against a fish and loses has it coming.
I miss it too! I sure hope Michigan has a winter this year. Last year was just pitiful. I had some great snowshoeing trips in 2010-2011, so I was just plain depressed when the snow didn't come this past winter.
lady over at Accuweather.com two years ago. Who'd of thunk that volcanoes would get a bunch of the blame?