It’s below freezing. The nightly frosts have returned. The leaves blow on chilly winds.
Fall is here. Two weeks ago we ran around in tee shirts and shorts. It’s a night for hooting owls, black cats, werewolves, and skeletons dancing down in the graveyard.
Were tucked in our cozy little RV palace with the furnace on. Tomorrow we pack up and come home to our regular lives.
See ya’ll Monday.
Filthie
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