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 September.
Our month of change. Our month of happy change. Once more we can
stand the thought of wearing a sweater as the summer sun burns
itself down. Once again we can think about a new school year and the
special challenges we face this fall. Once again, the house is quiet
during the day.
September.
In the forest, the animals are polishing antlers, sleeking muscles
for the mating ruts to come, marking their territories. The
deciduous trees are showing those awesome changes of color as the
mountains become a splendid quilt of transient beauty.
September.
A resting time for the older folks. They can sit on the patio now
even in the afternoons. It’s a time for barbecued ribs and football,
and picking fruit. On the farms, the canning pots are boiling with
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September.
Time for the fall gather. Time to see what’s out in those far
pastures. Time to brand and work any late calves. Time to sort those
who will stay and those who will go to the sale. Time to make money
for the ranch.
September.
Time to sit and sip something hot and think about things past and
yearn for certain future things and to plan … plan how we can finish
this year in a better fashion than last year.
September!
[Text from file received from
Slim Randles]
Brought to
you to honor those masked folks who wait on us in the coffee shops
and take our temperature at the doctor’s office. Thank you for your
courage.
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