A unusually early cold snap settled upon the Bayou State recently. It was chilly the day Norm took me fishing on the lake. Actually, he fished; I crocheted. But the day’s sublimity was not held within those endeavors.
It’s not that I don’t like fish – I love fish. It’s not that I don’t like to crochet – if there is one thing I love as much as writing, it’s handcrafts.
It was the foliage that grabbed me. Chilly temperatures had coaxed the fall colors from hibernation to send my thoughts aloft.
I love autumn.