It really is, with warm days now, plenty of sun, and perfectly cool in the evenings and in the morning.
Yes, that sacred evening came and went, and today the sun is bright and the air is crisp, like an Autumn apple. And just as sweet. And it is just as the people say: It don't get much better than that. After listening to a few Crahppy Pahsta stories I almost feel inspired to venture into a bit of writing, myself. And I might do that but first I would have to think about it, and who knows how long that might take. You actually can find good stuff on YouTube and I've got a lot of that good stuff in my link list down at the bottom of the blog. But some people have problems with a blog because they are so used to Facebook, where you have crap shoved in your face constantly. Blogs are much more civilized but you are required to be a bit active, and that is anathema to the Facebook junkies, who like having crap shoved in their faces, who delight in imaginary friends, like... well I won't name names. It is a delightful morning here, in MY world, in my observer centric universe. Trouble is, observers are passive-- observation is passive and it all becomes a bit too much like Facebook.
We came close to it. Warming now. Pretty nice weather, actually. I'm about to take another step toward eighty years old. It is getting closer and closer and I can detect changes. Very irritating. Life, the universe, and everything, impresses me, more and more, as a cosmic mistake. An aging body is not a good thing to inhabit.
