Sweet October

"October air is sweet and cold and clear; it cleans the mind and lifts the spirit." - Faith Baldwn

I'm looking for that, what Faith Baldwin promises in that quote. I like my mind as it is, because it's open and welcoming and confident in what it learns, but my spirit is suffering. It flinches a lot these days.

I'm grateful this week, for the late-night drone of combines and the people who drive them. I like the wide-openness of the fields being empty, of being able to look both ways at a corner without pulling into the middle of the road to do so. I love the aroma of harvest.

If I have a favorite color, it is indeed October.

If you're going out for dinner tonight, Ebenezer Church's soup supper starts at 4:30. Lots of good food and fellowship.

The Window Over the Sink is in a state of flux right now, and I'm not sure of where it and my recalcitrant spirit are going from here. I hope you'll stay with the blog until it finds its way back to whatever passes for normalcy in its words and thoughts.

Have a good week. Be nice to somebody.