First clouds, then stars

And all of a sudden--it's Fall. No frost yet, but the days are considerably shorter and the water is so cold when I brush my teeth. 

A clear starry night tonight after a couple of long-awaited rainy days. We got about 3/4" all together. In no way does this break the drought, but the trees are so happy. 

Some people think that talk of the weather is the most trivial conversation possible. A comment on the weather is nothing more than a way to pass the time, or start a flirtation, or acknowledge that that other object in the room or waiting for the bus with you is a human. All very useful.  But weather is important in itself.. To me, the weather is almost the most crucial force in the world. It may determine whether you spend your day off on a forest trail or in a shopping mall, or in a storm shelter, hoping that someone remembered to buy batteries.

So when I talk about weather, I mean to talk about the weather.

And now that the weather is talked about, I mean to go and work on my long story until I get too sleepy for it.

And that's all for tonight.