Oh joy! It is getting to be fall - one of my favorite seasons. Sometimes it takes a week of leaves beginning to change until I actually acknowledge the change is happening. Then my eyes are pricked to it. Back and forth to work I drive, thinking about the Balance Sheet or Income Statement, and then the twelve mile drive is over. I'm stuck inside for the day. I do some work with the adding machine. I shuffle BS paperwork. I figure payroll taxes. My mind is heavily occupied. There is no room for error, though on occasion I'm stumped.
At lunch if it's nice I go out on the deck for some fresh air, sun, and relaxation. To the left and right I tilt my neck, working out kinks. I see it...a colorful blur painted by nature's artist. When my vertebrae snaps back into place I look at the color. It is the woods. Red, orange, yellow...those autumn leaves are a fire in a forest. The safe kind of fire. The kind of fire firemen enjoy. The kind of fire that makes me glad I'm a New Englander!
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