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Sounds like the English name for something, doesn’t it? “I was just over at The Leaf and Limestone and … ”
Anyway, I reached down to flatten that leaf and the stone, the top of a low retaining wall, had a coolness. The sun wasn’t warming it. And so, I suppose, it begins.
People are saying that autumn came too late and hasn’t lasted long enough. I couldn’t say, but it certainly has its colorful moments:
On the way to lunch, the two roads were oddly quiet and empty. So I stood in the center and looked down Kirkwood Avenue:
Campus is behind us. A load of stores and student-caliber restaurants and bars and downtown are in front of us.
Animals have particular habits. Allie has routines, where she spends various and specific parts of her day, what she plays with and ignores, which of her bowls she prefers. She doesn’t like to touch bare skin, but she’s happy to claw her way up a pants leg. There’s a certain pillow she’ll sit on readily, and others she’ll ignore.
We also have several throws that circulate through the living room and she has preferences. Some of them she’ll walk across or even sit on. Some of them she’ll walk on. A few she has decided she likes. Around this white one, however, she’ll remind you of the old lava game we all played as children. And so this is how you know it is cold out just now:
Here’s the super duper moon peeking through the clouds this evening:
That’s from the parking deck as I headed home for the night. By the next super moon, your phone will take a much better photograph, I bet.
This is the Indiana State Museum. I walked by it on my way to a journalism conference today. The building was built entirely of local materials – including limestone, sandstone, steel, brick and glass. Each of the state’s 92 counties are represented by icons on the exterior walls.
But I went to a one-day journalism conference and said about three things. Also, I shivered a bit, because it was cold. Maybe I should have just gone to the museum.
