I am not sure if I have too much to say, or nothing at all. I just haven't been inspired to post. I am still here, nothing is wrong. Feeling kinda blah about writing.
The weather is WONDERFUL down here in Florida.
I love fall. Really. I say this every year. I love making the house smell like apples and cinnamon, getting out the fall decorations, making pumpkin dishes, carving pumpkins, roasting seeds, and don't even get me started on Thanksgiving.
From this point on the year starts the steady happy climb to Christmas.
The low tonight is 59, which I am pretty sure is the temp of paradise.
I have been feeling crafty and decided to take up crocheting again.
Like everyone I am destroyed reading about the suicides of gay students at the results of bullying. I will be posting about it soon. I just can't find the words right now.
The things we leave behind.
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