Front Porch is 56°, back porch is 66°… fall morning coffee muses.

The Cool of the morning is different on the two sides of the house. With a ten degree difference and the added warmth of the sun, I had to turn on the ceiling fans as soon as I sat down… it’s a heck of a note when it’s in the mid fifties out front and almost seventy out back.

Saw my first bluebirds this morning in a long time… they even checked out the nest box. There’s a woodpecker in the woods talking chips… there’s a phoebe on the Apple tree.

The highway noise from the bypass is especially loud today. Even heard a distant crop duster off to the south.

Before I came out I put the pot of soup I made last night on the stove over a low, low fire to warm up for brunch. Looks like the perfect week for a pot of my perpetual soup. Just add more vegetables every day until it’s gone…

It’s funny how much different it feels once the sun rises high enough for the porch roof to provide a little shade. The temperature stars dropping immediately…

My cup of muses has run out. I’m going to get a refill and enjoy the fine weather for awhile… get out and enjoy wherever you are too.