I remember hearing about how people a generation or two ago would keep diaries of the daily weather and routine. Nothing of note. Nothing extraordinary.
Friday, September 28
High: 63 Fahrenheit
Low: 37 Fahrenheit
Sunrise: 7:10 a.m.
Sunset: 6:58 p.m.
Rode bike to work: dry, comfortable, slightly windy.
Feels like fall - gorgeous color to trees (almost all are gold - haven't yet observed red or orange foliage)
This is an aimless blog that gives voices to small joys, quirky happenstances, everyday occurrences, and occasional pesterings as the author navigates her life paths as an educator, transplanted Wyomingite, traveler, and curiosity seeker.
Friday, September 28, 2012
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