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[scionofgrace]

The weather has me torn.  On one hand, it won't stop raining.  On the other hand, the rain seems to bring out the fall colors more.  Seriously, part of our apartment complex is roofed with gold and pillared with ebony.  And there's some kind of tree on my drive to work that comes in three colors: dark red, bright red, and orange.  If it weren't in real life, I'd think it was fakey artistic license.  Beautiful fakey artistic license.

There are now ten of me on Facebook.  Most of them are in Canada, though.  And three only qualify by marriage.

I am savoring the quietness that is Post Quarter End.