The Early Dark and October Affairs

on clarity, medicine, and britches

One of my favorite things on earth is to wake in the dark morning even before the dogs need to walk. If I get aware in the night of coming day and think it’s time to start the coffee, my heartrate picks up in gladness, though sometimes it’s too-early dark morning, and I have to settle back down. Especially when my house is straight, I find joy in the pr…

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