Today is time to reach 25k in the word count– midway through the month of November.
It’s dark inside today; the darkness of winter has fallen. And yet– I heard the song of the ice cream truck outside around noon. This is because it’s sixty-odd degrees; the playground across the street is filled with parents and their young children. All the streets in my neighborhood are looking very like some urban variation of the Charlie Brown cartoons; half-bare trees, streets and sidewalks blanketed in leaves (gold!), the half-pink, half-blue skies of late autumn.
Five weeks from now the days will begin to grow longer again.
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 