at 6 this morning when I drove Dennis up to the airport, so it is closing on to fall.
On my drive back, there was a dead skunk in the middle of the highway coming down from Calumet. I had the windows open (which I hadn't on the way up) and the skunk's pungency kicked me a little bit out of my airport sadness. Dennis has flown off to North Carolina for a week to help take care of his aunt, who just underwent surgery for cancer of the esophagus. Her recovery is going a bit slowly. She is Dennis's only aunt, and they are very close.
I will miss him, but he also flew off with the Kubrick boxed set, so he'll have some salutary distractions. I have the cat.
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