The glider's right next to the window right now, and I was watching the pattern on the curtains, which are made out of the a Celtic knotwork blanket I got Geoff on our honeymoon, almost ten years ago. It was maroon, with the knotwork in black, but the red's faded to a sort of salmon colour. Whatever they used for the pattern print is still very black, and looks sort of like a cross between odd sideways happy faces and some kind of Haida or Tlingit pattern, but interlaced. It's raining tonight, and I could hear it hitting the window. Fall rain sounds a little different from summer rain. I think colder, and certainly gentler. We're not likely to get many more warm days, and it'll go below zero before long. The vines covering the house are red and gold. I like fall. I'm not looking forward to the semi-houseboundness of winter, but I am hoping for some snowy days so we can play in the yard.
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