Friday, September 12, 2008
Fall Is Upon Us
A glorious mist of fog greeted my awakening eyes for the second day in a row. I am hoping that this is Fall's way of ushering out Summer. Who knows. I have been wrong about this before. Better not get my hopes up. Around this time last year I thought that my achilles tendon had been healed. Little did I know that the angry monster in my foot was using the down-time to plot his worst attack yet.
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brian, i've never heard you write like this before. you have a lot of talent! i've felt the same way about the misty fog in the mornings, especially after to so many dusty hot days. :)
i like your title - a forest without trees - how did you decided on it?
You are too kind Jenny. Does this weather remind you a little of Oregon--without the precipitation of course?
I came up with the title because this blog is a forest of my own thoughts, ideas, and other curious things that my idiosyncratic mind concocts.
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