The clouds in cahoots with the wind toss rain buy the fist full and the maple leaves the popular leaves the beech tree leaves the locust leaves many, many, many, many leaves nearly all the leaves, are f a l l i n g.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!