Generalities: October 2005 Archives

The leaves are falling, the colors have all changed, the boats are taken in; every time I mow I imagine it's the last time.

Fall is my favorite time of year. The morning and late afternoon light reminds of the colors of old movies. It's cool at night and every warm afternoon is savored like the kiss you gave your lover before she embarked on some far off adventure ... without you.

Check out this scanned in collection of correspondence between President Bush and Harriet Miers. My personal favorite is this handwritten note from Bush. Yes, I think you read that right it says, "P.S. No more public scatalogy."

What could that possibly mean?

I think I'll tack that on the end of the annual Christmas letter.

I can't wait to see a collection of my correspondence and cards posted for everyone to gawk at.