It’s quiet here now.

The boys of summer have wrapped up the party and are moving with more silence it seems.

I am tired all the time. She is like her kittens: Bursting with energy until exhaustion turns to collapse.

Winter is coming and I am satisfied with all that’s transpired.

The days are short. The nights are cool.

Dennis Mantin

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