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Fall is only just beginning in these parts, and I'm wondering if I'm going to make it through. This morning, my four-year-old son and I raked and leaf-blower blew the leaves in our front yard into four piles and bagged them up. I think I'll have leaf dust in my pores for as long as I live. And I am exhausted. And our yard isn't even that big.

And that is why this is the only post on this blog today. Heh.

(Image: John Everett Millais' "Autumn Leaves"; public domain via Wikipedia)