Okay, I’m a couple days early, but there’s no denying the signs are all here: the ocean and the sky are slowly turning Wagnerian, the chestnuts are dropping like green spiky hail, and the ferns have all gone rusty out in the rain. Fall in Lotus Land; time for turkey, and turnips. Time to pillage the woodpile. Time…
Maybe, possibly, time for just one more ceremonial dip in the salt chuck.
But that’s about it.
Have a nice weekend, folks! And enjoy the turning of the year.