I looked
at the calendar and realized that if I’m going to keep up my semi-annual blog
rate, I’d better get busy and get it done. 
It is Sunday morning and I am sitting at work trying to figure out how
to reduce overhead costs.  This blog is a
tell-tale sign of the progress that I am making.

It is a
grey autumn morning.  The trees in our
area are beautiful this weekend.  My mind
keeps drifting back to yesterday, which was one of those perfect autumn days
that we get to enjoy from time to time.  I
saw this excerpt in one of LMF’s recent blogs and it really struck home: 

-O world,
I cannot hold thee close enough!-  E. St.
Vincent Millay

Late in
the afternoon, my wife and I drove to a nearby town to pick up a piece of
furniture that we had bought.  I told her
that I really hated to see this day come to a close because it was such a
perfect, rare autumn day.  I felt like I
couldn’t breath in enough of the sweet, sharp air and that I was compelled to
look at every tree.  I suppose that if
days like these were more common, we might appreciate them less, but as it is,
I will wait impatiently for this time next year.