Evening meadow with clouds.Turning leaf with milkweed seedpod.
A day of parent-teacher conferences, few but interesting. One mother is a friend of mine, and was sympathising with me about this time next year, when the boys will be away at college. She said, "Oh, but you have so many things to do, and besides, you and me will go to India together!" Which would be wonderful. We share a love of elephants.
Molly and I walked in the evening meadow, whose acquaintance I have not had the pleasure of for a while. Crisp air, pretty clouds, darkness slowly descending. Night comes so early now, and even earlier on Sunday, after we set our clocks back for daylight saving, the real start of winter. Already it has become so difficult for us to drag ourselves from bed on these dark, cold mornings.
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