Have I said lately that I’m grateful for Autumn? If I have, it’s worth repeating.
I love the crisp mornings—temps in
the 40s and 50s are perfect for my walks. Google Fit is always happy with my
brisk pace and the distance I cover. The air is fresh, but doesn’t freeze my
lungs, birds are happy to greet the day and the occasional chipmunk crosses my
path.
Days have warmed up—to the 60s
and even 70s this past weekend. With the exception of one day, though, humidity
is a thing of the past, so afternoon walks are absolute joy.
A couple of times I’ve had my
patio door open, so I can listen to the birds settling down as I have my
dinner. I can’t tell you how much that makes me smile.
And at night my bedroom window is
open so the crickets and their pals sing me to sleep.
How could I not be grateful for
all this?
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