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Dev has his car again!  We are most pleased.  He also at last settled on Halloween plans.  He is still a little amazed he can simply plan to take off without needing to coordinate our schedules.

I plan to hide at home with a horror flick or three. We're far enough out in the country no one trick-or-treats, which I must say makes me a little sad. I loved Halloween when Dev was little, and when my nephews were around. Now it's just... meh. Maybe it'll be fun again next year.

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Autumn has been lovely so far. It's the sort of weather I'd want year-round -- upper 60s to mid 70s by day, 40s and low 50s overnight. The cloudiness gets tiresome when it lasts more than a couple days, of course, but we've had enough sun to make me happy.

Speaking of sun, I've already started my Vitamin D supplements. I was very bad about it last winter, and am fairly certain the lack helped shove me into the most emotionally crappy winter I've ever experienced. (As I told a friend, I wasn't ready to blow my head off but I could see the roadmap that would take me there.) Thus the D is for me, every day from now to March. And if D wasn't the issue, I'll gladly accept a placebo effect.

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Dev has started making purchases with the idea of "When I get my own place" in mind. He bought himself an entertainment center for his room, and purchased some cool art pieces at Awesome Con. The cleanliness of his room has become important enough to him that I no longer have to remind him of it. Total coolness, if you ask me.

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I'm fairly certain my opinion on who "should" write and publish has at last exhausted the patience of those who perhaps assumed I'd soon come to my senses (or at least hush up more often).

For the record, my opinion is this: We don't tell musicians they should stop recording because there are already too many songs. We don't tell artists their work must be hidden away if it isn't hanging in the most exclusive galleries. We don't deride actors who eschew blockbuster films in favor of experimental theater. There is no way I'd tell writers there are already too many books, their writing must remain unread, and choosing to remain independent is indicative of failure.

But that's just me.

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A couple years ago, Dev was given Dragon software to help him write his papers. It actually helped him transition to doing more writing, and he hasn't used it in ages. When his computer crashes awhile ago, he didn't even bother reloading it.

Me, I got all excited about the idea of trying it out. Y'see, this whole crappy hip thing is making it hard for me to sit or stand in a keyboard-friendly posture for a long time, and my desire to write is running into increasing physical discomfort. Alas, we cannot find the serial number thingy anywhere, and don't have access to any proof of purchase.

Now I must decide if experimenting with the software is worth purchasing the software. Anyone with other ideas is welcome to share them. :)
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Remember those fields of green I posted pictures of about a month ago?

Here's a picture from yesterday -- same field as the first two pictures of the last post, but from a different direction.

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The corn across the street from my house is coming down today, too. Farmers are pretty happy to have a few days of warm and dry for the harvest. Me, I'm hoping this weather lasts a good long while. I'm already finding myself flinching at thoughts of winter.

October

Oct. 1st, 2012 07:45 am
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October is my favorite month in Indiana.  If I could make it so, it would be October all year long.

The days are just the right length.  There is that moment in late afternoon when the shadows are noticeably longer than they were last week, the light a deeper shade of gold, and one can feel dusk coming.  Most of the trees are still green, but touches of yellow and crimson highlight the woods.

Dusk and dawn are filled with cricketsong.  Squirrels are dashing all over.  The constant damp-smell of humidity drops out of the air, and everything smells clean again.  The windows are open all day, and some of them all the night.

In the evening, the faint scent of woodsmoke drifts about.  Night comes early enough to enjoy outside, but is still late enough to feel special.  Backyard campfires are common, and I think the grownups enjoy them more than the kids.

October is the year's time-out, the side-step.  It's the easy stroll to a scenic overlook that peels off the main trail right before the steepest part of the climb.  Everyone knows it's a transition into winter, but October--especially the first two weeks--lets you ignore the foregone conclusion long enough to enjoy the present.

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