It's very strange to walk around the fields right now. It feels as though we've gone back in time; the seasons are retreating. It's more like November or early spring out there, with the matted ground and drippy, bare branches.
No rain as I was walking today, but there are some mightily threatening clouds brewing in the distance.
The wind has been fierce. It seemed quieter this morning until I tried to take pictures of the clouds. It's only quieter here on the ground. Up high the wind is flinging them across each other in streaks. By the time I get my camera out of my pocket, the scene has changed.
This is a crazy time of year. I fight to avoid the craziness, but there are so many lovely things I'd LIKE to do for people for the holidays, and so many things I'd like to attend and people I'd like to see. It's hard to resist adding more to the to-do list, that still has the usual car repairs and doctor appointments and bills to pay.
Suddenly the days come at you as fast as those clouds, and *POOF!* They have gone by.
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