Pumpkins, Gardenworks, Salem, N.Y.

I love this day.

I love Fall.

I love October Light.

As a photographer.

As a human being.

Fall is when my books come out.

Fall is when I go on book tour.

When kids go back to school

Fall is when the leaves turn.

When the bugs are gone.

When the hay comes out of the barn.

When the wood stove takes the chill out of night.

Writing, this, this tought occurs to me:

I will call Bailey, who housesits.

I will surprise my former girlfriend,

and take her off to a secret place tonight, and

give her a book I have been saving,

and tell her how much I love her

and how much she means to me.

And take her to a beautiful and special

Inn,

for the dinner she deserves.

In honor of Fall.

Back Tomorrow.