Wanderings.

While trekking through Bafflin Preserve in northeastern Connecticut, I realized why A and I are good for each other.

I found someone who will drive an hour and a half just so that I can meander around in some fields.

He found someone who will let him pretend that we are hobbits traversing Middle Earth. And not make that much fun of him.

Did you notice that some of the leaves are starting to change? I'm all tingly about it.