As I began writing, a downpour came down from the sky. It's a nice, heavy rain, which we really needed to clean up the leaves and plants and give our earth a thirsty drink. It feels great. However, it might mean the A's game is delayed, and we're all hoping they clinch the division at home. And our dogs, who were headed out for a long walk at the reservoir, may have to wait for their exercise. But, all in all, it's a happy occasion when rain begins, after many months of dryness and fires and increasing struggles of our plants.
So this is Fall to us. Rain again. And lo and behold, we have new gutters, and a new roof, and feel pretty snug and secure. Now, the question is, what to do? There are not really any movies out yet that I want to see. But I am reading a book my younger son recommended, "Carter Beats the Devil", which is gripping and delightful in a Chabon, Doctorow kind of way. And it's set right here, though back in the twenties. I might attempt to call my grandchildren, as they are supposed to be around this weekend. Cleaning the house is always needed, but who wants to do that? All will reveal itself in time.
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