Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 2:30 a.m. in "The City." The rainy skies of earlier today have given way to dry conditions, for now, and a cool temperature of 56° as we drop to the overnight low of 52°. That's before the sun rises at 7:58 a.m., with a 60% probability of p.m. showers predicted before the sun sets at 6:58 p.m. Saturday, the best forecast might be Brrrrr! That's by my personal standards. Partly cloudy in the a.m., followed by sunny in the p.m. hours. It will be dry, but walking to the Irish Jam at the library will be chilly. Sunday the temperatures will rebound to a more fall-like 54°.
Today I have more highlighting to do, and then more time with reading and the girls. I may bake something like biscuits, just because I can. Plus, that gives me an excuse to stay downstairs and interact with Sugar the Sous Dog.
Yesterday, Mary and I combined to make a small dent in the falling leaves. Mary raked while I walked with the intrepid weather dog and then I came home and bagged. A solid division of labor. I was busy highlighting after sealing the tile in the tub. Then it was time to sit down with the girls. One or two songs later, and Mary finished her work and we were off to the post to deliver the soup to Sally. Finally, we finished the evening at the favorite watering hole. It was trying to rain as we walked home, but it was still a great night in GH.
Mary made me go upstairs when we got home, and there I fell asleep in the media room. I transferred myself to the bed when I awoke with a start, and happily dreamed of nothing that I can recall. No train whistles interrupted my slumber and so all was good.
I stayed up just a bit too late. The northbound run of the nightly train went by at 3:13 a.m. Twin locomotives in off-setting livery were towing four covered hopper cars. That's not a train, that's a waste of diesel fuel.
The San Francisco Giants will face the Kansas City Royals in the World Series™, starting Tuesday night. I think I have to root for the Giants, as it was the Royals who swept the Tigers in four games. No real reason other than that, since I don't have a dog in the race.
There, that's enough for one day/night. Ciao.
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