Perfect weather

A morning walk around the pond

The weather this morning was pure perfection.  Chilly.  Brisk.  Invigorating.  The air smelled fresh, clean, with just a hint of the earthiness of autumn.  The morning dew sparkled in the meadows.  Crows, still meeting in the woods, cawed out to each other.  A blue jay joined in the ruckus, while killdeers flew overhead announcing that they’ll soon be leaving.

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