The maples always give up first. They are always noticeable. This is the first one of the year, and this is how it will go from here on in. Leaves and things falling onto the car, into the yard and showing the thinning trees and the sticks. It is demoralizing, even without the symbolism. But this is how it goes, a bright red, a shocking yellow and then browns and grays and the long, deep holding of one’s breath until the first buds of spring.
I think it will be harder this year.
Slept a lot of yesterday afternoon away. I was just so tired all weekend. Of course by the time I’d recouped enough to feel close to normal evening had arrived. By the time my third wind arrived I was wide awake for the witching hour. So I got a few things off the DVR, at least.
Up early this morning, and then subsequently at ’em. If they ever figure out we’re at ’em things are going to change. No one ever discusses that, but it is a distinct possibility we have to consider.
Class today and then office stuff and helping with a few story ideas. I had dinner at a place where the menu said one price and my ticket indicated another, higher one. I pointed this out to the server, a cheerful woman who has seen me enough to offer a really solid — but incorrect — guess about what I was having for dinner. She laughed it off. I’ll remember that when I don’t go back anytime soon.
After dinner, this was my view:
Which wasn’t bad, really. The maple leaves are getting drunk and falling down, but the temperatures are still nice and comforting and warm.
Things to read … because reading is comforting, and can keep you warm — if you’re someplace warm.
A tragedy, an eventuality, and I agree with Dr. Joyner, this was poorly handled. US Marine First Casualty in Fight Against ISIS.
There’s a great sadness, and surely a great number of people who cared, who now wish they’d had a way to help. A terrible loss, Hazel Green community mourns death of football standout Julian Jones.
He might not be presidential timber, but he’s an interesting man. This is another little insight into the man from Massachusetts, Mitt Isn’t Ready to Call It Quits.
So one team’s quarterback gets hurt. No one else on the team can play the part. So a guy from the other team comes over to take a few snaps, High school quarterback helps opposing team during their time of need.
Are you interested in media law stemming from the Boston Marathon bombing? Well, New York Post’s Shoddy Reporting Leaves Legal, Ethical Lessons.
This is another great piece from last week that should have been written in the last decade, How journalists are embracing the innovation of Twitter.
The Cluetrain, happily, is still making plenty of stops.
I parked under a tree today. Now all of the crevices are filled with tiny leaves. The elms are taking cues from the maples. Quitters.
