rain

i listen to the rain while my sunflowers hang their heads in harvest.  the birds have been frequently checking then devouring the ripe ones.

i knit and then reknit a hat for a friend which i hope will fit her.  its too soon to tell. although im on version 7 already.

my wounds are perhaps slowly improving though they bother me with their ouch constantly.

i can imagine the aspen trees beginning to turn on the mountain, my favorite time of year in nm.

one day at a time (as the taxman lingers in the shadows)