Thursday Sherri brought me a beautiful peach colored tea rose from her garden. "a November Rose," she called it. It had fierce triangle shaped thorns and dark green, glossy leaves. Its strength defied the coming winter. But today it is colder and lighter with the time change. Saturday morning it was dark enough when I let the dog out first thing for me to hear an owl hoot hooting in Mrs. F's woods. Today, same time, it is too light for him I guess; he's already in bed.
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