FALL

fall is beginning. the weather here never really strays too far from what feels like fall to me, but, like the desert, changes in flora are the best hints...the redwood leaves litter the road

the cold rain and a need for fires almost transports me all the way to winter...

we bought pizzas for the cold and hungry protesting on the autumn wall street, admiring and wishing i could do more, struggle to get back into the swing of making things, i wish i could blame it on the weather but the protesters are sticking it out.

recently sent to Fancy Pony Land