I miss the effortless flight of butterflies in fall and winter season. It feels like a day that I should see them. Warm as a spring day indeed. The shed is packed full. The battery is out of the mower and that is winterized. Furniture covered. Bring it on Winter. Actually I retract that. I’ll be very pleased if you come and go quietly this year.
So tonight is a goodbye party for my old boss. So many unknowns moving forward. Such is life, full of change.