When the saints go marching in...

I want to be one of them.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

A reflection on an autumn day...



One day last fall, Krista came to visit. The sun was bright that morning and I took some pictures from my balcony. I like to pretend my balcony overlooks a sprawling mountain vista.



...in reality, we look out over the next apartment building at the bottom of the hill, but we still get a nice view of all the trees. It's pretty darn good for an apartment view.


We went hiking around Loch Raven Reservoir. I wish I had some pictures, but, alas, Krista has them all. The sky was blue, the trees were flaming, the lake was glittering, leaves fluttered down as we walked through the woods...a perfect fall day.

We came home and made apple pie...
We drank cider...


...and carved pumpkins.


I'm pretty sure we did everything fallish that you could do in a day. Well, except for going through a corn maze, but hey, we'd done that a few weekends ago.



Thursday, September 1, 2011

Reflections of an Intermittent Lindy Hopper



Though my partner
is good,
a descriptor of death
would be called for,
could
you speak of his breath.