Thursday, September 22, 2011




I should have worn pants on this jaunt up the mountain. I reckon there'll be plenty of time to wear long pants come November, though.
Not many of these days left; scraped shins are a fair fitting way to welcome the moment's autumnal equality and seasonal slackening of sunlight's stake in our valley.

1 comment:

Amoniel said...

Ah, so that's how your legs got all scraped up.

Lovely sunset.

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