Cloudy and wet, puddles everywhere, on this autumnal equinoxe morning coffee muses.

It’s late, and I need a shower before we head out to breakfast, so this muse will be shorter than most…

There’s a nice breeze blowing. Damp air has a chill from the fan. The hummingbirds are in arial battle waiting for a north wind to take them across the water.

Whoever crashed yesterday took out almost half of my neighbor’s fence.

The birds are singing this morning… and as nice as it may be out here I really have to get a move on… later.