“I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints.
~ Henry David Thoreau, Oct. 12, 1852
Farewell October, you were an enigma. Glorious days of colour, dark and gray days, tea-sipping days, and the last of the garden days. Adieu.
Yesterday morning I woke with a headache, and by woke I mean that the pain in my head rudely jarred me from the peace of slumber to a sharp awareness that I was not well. It was, as a result, a slow day spent in the company of a book. Not a bad way to spend a day if not for the pain in my head that never left.
Enjoyed watching the baseball game last night–delighted to see the Cubs victorious.
Today, another slow day as it seems the headache has decided to stick around for a while. No Halloween busyness expected tonight as our little cul de sac doesn’t seem to attract any little goblins. That’s okay with me.