Friday, October 28, 2011

the last best day

a morning of window washing in the last best day of autumn, lunch at local roots, a gigantic pile of gorgeous red amaranth freshly cut from the garden and delivered in a heap onto the bar of the restaurant, stories of my great-great-grandma Leah and her cornbread, a botetourt bog donut, taking a spontaneous adventure on the parkway, and being here in this place while the mountains burn and blaze and shed their leaves for the long, cold winter.

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