95 days

It turned out that there were 95 days of summer, in case anybody was curious.

The last day was September 4th then it suddenly got colder and stayed colder until a couple of days ago when “Indian Summer” set in (if that’s not a politically incorrect phrase to use these days – who knows.).

Having a very difficult time getting in to read and write because work and life have been so busy. Ugh… and not in a particularly fun way although my (new) dog is wonderful.

I lost my cat. She died a few weeks ago. It has been a difficult year in many ways… pets included… children included. My son is driving me a little nuts.

The WORLD is driving me a little nuts.

I wonder how many days of fall there are…..