There was a device/technology interlude this morning at the neighbors’. I provided moral support as I whizzed through the last chapter and a half and epilogue of Mary Beard’s “SPQR.” When I got to the epilogue, I felt yellow-gold and looked up and saw the sun angle made magic through this high window.
Later, the Guru took Droney for a run. We could see what we had a taste of from the ground: the maple is turning, top down.