November 12, 2009
Ghosts in the Park
It was the beginning of the weekend of Autumn here in North Texas. In places that have autumn, it’s usually a multi-week spectacle of leaves changing with a lot of rich, saturated colors. Here, autumn arrives and leaves quickly — often within days. You have to catch it quickly.
Any day that begins way too early and involves extensive dental work before the sun has come up is a day that’s not starting off well. I was running late for my crown, having broken a tooth the day before. I rushed outside to leave and was awed by the the thin layer of low-lying fog lazily hanging over the park across the street. Road ghosts playing in the park.
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