it’s autumn.
i was upstate yesterday and most of the leaves were changing.
and there were fallen leaves on my deck.
and squirrels with little baby suitcases.
i think they were going to aruba, which, as we all know, is where the squirrels choose to winter.
i like seasons as verbs.
we summer in davos.
we winter in golfe juan.
and where do we spring and fall?
while trampolining drunkenly?
i do love the autumn, i do.
it just makes you want to nest.
earlier today in teany kelly was cuddling some board games.
she was thinking of nesting.
sweaters and nesting and corduroy underpants and squirrels with suitcases and pumpkin coaches and hats.
although i do often wear a hat to keep from getting melanoma on my pink shaved head.
ok, my shorn head is not pink.
it’s more of a delicate hue of inbred grey.
time for bed.
moby