Where Angus sleeps lazily on the porch (today, I found him
resting his head on the pumpkins).
Where Kitty naps on anyone who will let her.
Where my Halloween ghosts sway hauntingly from the driveway trees.
Where the trees are changing into beautiful goldens, reds, and oranges.
Where the air is cooler and smells good.
Where an empty fridge and a day's worth of laundry wait for my attention.
Where a 1970something motorcycle is in pieces on my driveway.
Tonight, Christian and Gigs started restoring the bike tank.
Concocting some crazy liquid together that bubbled
and smelled weird, but in the end,
they seemed really happy with their progress.
And where I am most happy.
