And the 66th day of Fall shall be known as Under the Rose, and eight more shall be the remaining days before the hammer falls to mark the start of Hagwinter. Or as Ned Stark used to say, "Winter is coming."
I had to wear a long-sleeved flannel shirt this morning for the first in a long, long time.
I'm back on my every-other-day walking/hiking schedule, with meditation (90 minutes) on the days in between. I actually only missed one day in the routine, for some reason not walking last Monday, but it was the first day missed in over six months so it felt more momentous than it probably actually was. But I've got my rhythm back now, so all is good.
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