Thursday, October 18, 2012

Fall Comes

Fall is creeping up the mountains.  I have trees yellow as lemons, yellow as saffron, yellow as candleflame at the edge of the yard. 

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  1. A glorious picture, Jo. Is that your view? I love it now, but come January I'll be happy I'm in San Diego. Still, it's beautiful!

    What are you writing looking at that view?

    Regan
    http://www.reganwalkerauthor.com

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  2. I'm managing to make miniscule progress on Pax. Just a little. Just a little.

    I was unable to write for a good long while, so this is progress.

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  3. I have serious view-envy. Green goes with yellow, right?

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  4. Writers and craftsmen -- all kinds of artists -- should get to live anywhere they want. It's only fair.

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  5. Lovely. I wish we were doing a mini autumn road trip, like we did last November.

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  6. Amar posted at goodreads

    http://www.goodreads.com/author_blog_posts/3159118-fall-comes?type=authorblogpost#comment_60186641


    Soooo envious of your gorgeous leaves! We just moved from MA to California and are really missing Fall weather!

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  7. And you know -- you can't take a photo of it. It just won't fit in the camera.

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  8. Excellent Reader Valerie sends this appropriate poem to me, and I must post it.

    Kipling's Vermont
    By Ogden Nash

    The summer like a rajah dies
    And every widowed tree
    Kindles for Congregationalist eyes
    An alien suttee.

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