10/18/19

This morning, on her way to the Y for a workout, Delycia dropped me off where Rte. 27 meets Rte. 1, and I walked back to the house, a little over 3.5 miles. The traffic was humming, as usual, but I held some silence inside and moved along pretty smoothly, even over the often wobbly blacktop sidewalk. Here’s a look at the early light on the showy autumn trees across the river.

… and another show of brightly colored light in the cemetery …

Our chalkboard poem for today …