Shadows

I'm feeling the hibernation season moving in on me. Daylight is shrinking and so is my sociability I want to bake and cook and warm myself by imaginary wood stove. Someday we'll have a real one.

Walking around, at 9:30 AM the telephone-line shadows were in the center of the street. I love shadows. My bio dad named his Collie Shadow. Funny.

Maybe I'll bake lentils and acorn squash. It will smell fabulous.