at night, the tree outside my window taps on the glass, and the screen door goes creak- groan. Two nights ago, this was so loud that it felt as if all the ghosts in the kingdom were partying in my house. got up to stop the screen door. And stepped out into a most magnificent storm. for a quarter of an hour I stood in the doorway listening to the wind before the cold finally defeated me. But i left the screen door as it was- to make all the music it chose to .
and today, i went with a friend to Pies&Pints to have, well, a pie and a pint each and listen to live bluegrass! The Loose Digits !
And so homewards. Tomorrow the quarter begins..
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