The leaves have begun to change here. The cold nights of Autumn are upon us.
Not much to report here, honestly. I work much. I study some. I surf the net too much. I read a bit. Right now John Updike's Pigeon Feathers, a collection of short stories. The city beckons, but I have ignored it since my pocket was light. Not too many weekend plans. Sierra is back, and we're having dinner together tonight. I hope to hike around Nordmarka on Sunday. Beyond that...
Who knows?
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