@gregmoore
Missives from the dark forest.
After several days of gloomy weather, the sun finally appeared this evening to put on a glorious show of the fall colors.



“Spend it all. Shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. […] Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.”
Annie Dillard, The Writing Life
Currently Reading
Pattern Recognition
by William Gibson