I don’t know what season it is where you are, but as of last week it’s officially autumn here in the North Woods, and I couldn’t be happier.!/FreeLibrary/status/109377536806498304!/HonorarySpock/status/109387568608583680!/Notgiamatti/status/109993680680648704!/Chroi_Yeengzt/status/109399672795316225!/TheEllenShow/status/109306528468697089

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We down under are having spring, of course. I’m always reminded of that lovely opening paragraph from ‘Wind in the Willows, my favourite children’s book:

“The mole had been working very hard all morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on t he floor, said ‘Bother!’ and ‘O blow!’ and also ‘Hang spring-cleaning!’ and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously.”


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