We were romping with the dog in the wash behind the house. It attracts magnets, has a deep heat-patina, and has rounded edges. A gift from another world.

Went to pick out the house. There’s a show sample for sale for less than the one I was going to get with a better floor plan and better finish on the walls. This also means it has had a little time to settle and air out. Best case scenario, really.

Puttered happily in the kitchen somewhere between bemused and agog with the feast of simple pleasures. Ate the resulting fabulous dinner with good people.

Went to Valley of the Moon and watched the ingenuous Halloween tour: cheesy, hopeful, sincere.

Perhaps only my students will understand when I say in a hopeful whisper: he read a story to me.

Smooth sailing?

It. Might. Happen.