It was a day of ordinary and extraordinary. The sun shone and raindrops fell. We had turkey dinner before Turkey Day. The wild turkeys were out on the road to the City.

Neighbor Boy is walking his dog. He says he likes our house it sure is big. Darkness is coming as the days get shorter. Leaves turn colors while the last of Baseball happens. So many games to see so little time.

Time for a Holiday as the Europeans say. Somewhere different somewhere new. There were a lot of yellow flowers in The City today. It is the time of year. The heat is breaking as the clouds gather. Rain is coming. Soon the jackets and sweaters will be seen. Hot chocolate will be made and spiced cider will be drank.

Some will say it is early to think of Halloween Thanksgiving and Christmas…I say if not now…when?

The low Sun illuminates the hanging clouds. Earth is waiting. The yellow flowers the boy and his dog and the wild turkeys wait. Change is coming. Renewal is coming. ‘I am thirsty,’ Earth says. Rain is coming…

We are all looking for a friend. We call out to our neighbors and say that we like their house we run with our little dog hoping that someone will notice. Learn what we do from each other.

The First Day has been a good day. The skies were partly cloudy. Ordinary and Extraordinary were the order of business.

The Old Man remembered calling out to his neighbors. They sat on their porches in the cool evening, telling tall tales and spinning yarns of long ago.