Okay.
The whole day -- in all its parameters, was because of her:
She’s visiting. Me, in anticipation, I worried about the weather.
I shouldn’t have. No great rains, no colorless skies, none of it. Well, I'm thinking of the hours after the morning snow flurries.
An increasingly bluer sky along the Ice Age trail. And the breeze of early winter.
Cold, but so good, so invigorating.
Somehow, when the leaves are still on the trees and it is cold - it is less cold.
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Gorgeous autumn. Gorgeous daughter.
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