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A Happening
BlogIt’s 10:04 as I write this, and I normally wouldn’t say such a thing as this for fear of a jinxing, but for my later-rising friends I feel I should recount that:
…on the way out the door I felt a breeze that was distinctly not reminiscent of Thermopylae
…I smelled the smell of fresh cut grass
…my mind briefly flashed to the Texas v. Tech football game ( traditionally in late October )
I could be wrong, but I believe that I felt the faintest, slimmest, most gossamer hint of the suggestion of the remembrance of the season known as fall.