Fall in New Mexico means - among other things - sunflowers. I wish I could say that we grew this, but actually it came from Whole Foods (but is, allegedly, local). Our yard only has some allium seed heads
and a few stray Michaelmas daisies, and a couple of tired geraniums - but it is so wonderful to be here in the clear air and the quiet. And for whatever reason - I suppose just reflex actions, the firing of customary and associative synapses - I can, somehow, just sit down at my desk and write.
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