It's a rainy autumn weekend. The air is fresh, the leaves are clogging the storm drains, and the neighbours' cat keeps escaping through their window. NaBloPoMo (among other Na months) is coming up, and I'm pondering posting a blog every day. I doubt I will, but stranger things have happened. Gourds are in season, bananas are not. Dairy Queen apparently has a pumpkin pie Blizzard that I must try.
I realised recently that it's the change of the seasons that I love, not one season specifically. Every time the season changes, I think to myself that it must be my favourite. It actually snowed here a few days ago.
I'm eating a pomegranate. Mmmm.
I realised recently that it's the change of the seasons that I love, not one season specifically. Every time the season changes, I think to myself that it must be my favourite. It actually snowed here a few days ago.
I'm eating a pomegranate. Mmmm.
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I was surprised how upset I was when Eccleston left so I'm going to be a complete emotional wreck when David finally goes.