Can we still say that?   The folklore surrounding the story of Indian summer....all those campfires making it warm again....is charming, even if the term itself is no longer politically correct.   Whatever you call it, these unusually warm days so late in the season are lovely.  And yesterday was one of them,  seventy-degrees and sunny!

     You probably think I was ouside most of the day to enjoy it....?  HA   Instead Joyce and I went to not just one, but two craft fairs, grabbing lunch at one of them.  We ran into various people we know, so it turned out to be quite a social day.  Fun in its way.  I did not buy anything except cookies from the cookie walk at one church.  Voila!  My holiday baking is done.   Hopefully, I won't eat all those cookies and then have to go find some more.  You know me and cookies.

     I am spending a lot of time each day looking for documents Christina needs, like my father's birth certificate.  I know i had it, but have no idea where it is.  I've been going through files one paper at a time, and that is taking soooo much time.   When I have accumulated a bunch of really out-of-date papers,  I shred them.   Ultimately, whether or not I find it, my files will be in much better shape.  In the meantime, the floor of my home office is covered in piles of papers:  sorted/ready to shredded; ready to be sorted;  sorted and ok to just put in a wastepaper basket.  You see how that's going.   It's slow; it's tedious; I don't like it much; but I keep reminding myself what a favor I'm doing for my future heirs.   Won't they be happy not to have this chore??

     My wonderful neighbor Ray swept my lawn two days ago.   It was covered with leaves from his trees, as I don't have any big trees out front.   Nevertheless, I usually deal with them myself, so it was very nice to look out and see it was done.   I brought him a box of candy as a thank-you, as Ray has a sweet tooth as bad as mine.

     Today I am going to dye some light curtains that hang in the guest room.   Everything in there is dark and peaceful except these white curtains.  I shopped for new ones, but they were all either too long or too expensive, so I figured I'd try a little Rit dye.  Nothing ventured....!  Other than that, it will be a quiet day;  some phone calls to make, some chores to do.   I'm looking out the window as I type and can hardly see the world through the fog.  So it's a perfect day to stay in.