I'll tell you what. If blue sky and sunshine in November can't make you happy, I can't do anything for you.
I walked to the post office today, and just took pictures along the way.
This is really two trees, but I like how it looks like one.
Small town, America. It's what I know best. I had errands to do in town too.
Sky above the Catholic church, now closed, sadly.
The shadows were lengthening as I came home. No matter that it was only three in the afternoon. We're on days of short daylight.
Wrote two chapters in Dead Mule Swamp Druggist. Only one or two to go.
Did a bunch of stupid recordkeeping stuff.
Mailed out two book orders.
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