Tuesday, September 15, 2020

Awfully Autumnal

It's only fair, I know, having spent most of this summer of our discontent bleating and complaining about the heat or humidity (or both together) that I should be somewhat saddened and surprised to discover as I did yesterday morning on the Chelsea Parade up the street from my house that Autumn has stolen a march on me.

And all I can do is sigh.
-bill kenny


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