Dear Diario

Autumn is my time. I tend to get busy and more or less creative this time of year. Michael is in N. Mexico for a couple weeks. Today, I’ve been listening to Orbital 20 (“The Box”) while moving furniture in the front porch room. Next week, after teaching, I’ll take off for N. Nexico for a few days too, get a change of scenery. Diario, Diario, what shall I do with you…

The acid fog here is irritating my lungs. Man, I move to a gorgeous rural area, but even in this agricultural region (big ag everywhere), you just can’t escape the human condition. The city is calling me, but looks like it’ll be awhile before that move happens.