I Just Feel Like Writing

This isn’t Norman. This is a tree in my back yard. I couldn’t find an appropriate one of Norman.

So, I’ve picked up my phone. Whatever I write can’t be very long because my hands are already starting to get cold. I find myself anticipating the snow.

A great wind last night saved my neighbour hours of work, by sweeping away most of the leaves from Norman. Norman is the maple tree in my front yard who was named in honour of my sheltie, Norman who is buried beneath it. .

Spent the day with my daughter at a graduation What a great day. 50 degrees, sunny, fall colours.


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