tradeoffs, the bridge of little Jeremy, & a blogiversary

The nipping wind and my chilly toes every morning testify that November is almost here. It’s not a bad realization. We’re over half-way through the semester and each week that passes is one more that brings me closer to being home. There’s one thing about this fall, though, that keeps putting me off. There are no colorful leaves in SoCal. No maples bursting into flame, no vibrant trees along the lane. It’s like summer all over again, but draftier.

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