I like hot humid hazy summer weather. However, by late August or early September, I am totally over it. Mother Nature takes pity and sometime around Labor Day she delivers a perfect day. Bright blue sky. Low humidity. Gentle breeze. And, reasonable temperature. That day was today. It is a harbinger of 6 or more glorious weeks of autumn. This year autumn will have to contend with COVID and politics. But, it is windows open season.
My eyes glaze over and I don’t see stuff. Stuff like this:
This is our main/front door. What are those things on either side of the door? And why are they there? Do they “add” any value?
On closer inspection, they are four identical “Punch and Judy” show plates. This one is festooned with its own personal cobweb.
I am planning on a busy week on the computer. My desktop has become an embarrassment. What if I die suddenly and someone finds it looking like this:
And that was my “decluttering” for the day. Actually, the week. Well, the month.
Gratitude
Grateful for this grand and glorious hint of autumn day.
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