All is well, but quite busy. So for now, I must let you know that the leaves on the oak tree in the front yard are lovely, I had to bring a few little branches into the house for decoration. The dark green is turning russet red. Magic.
The smell of a Depret-Guillaume rooster out of the freezer, simmering in a large pot for tomorrow's soup is drawing studious children out of their rooms for a snitch of chicken.
The evening is cool, but not quite cold enough for the down comforter brought out of it's spot in the shed.
For the moment, calm reigns in my heart and I am thankful.