Photo by Barry Wallace
The summer that never seemed to end did eventually end and a bit abruptly I thought. We suddenly got some cold temperatures and a few flurries of light snow. But now, well into the fall, we have had several days of pleasant temperatures recently, as November lulls us into a false sense of well-being. Cattle up and down the sideroads seem as relaxed, comfortable and content these last few days as they were in July. I wish to be sent gently into the inevitable whiteness of winter but let me keep counting the pleasant days a little longer.
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