Between 8:30 and 9:30 this evening the rain changed to snow, the first of the season. I held my hand out the door and felt it fall, ever so light, on my hand.
And then I checked my email to find thank-you notes from the two poets whose joint chapbook I've been binding. I had sent them their first installment of books this week, and their kind words are making me eager to finish the second installment. It's a winter-themed chapbook, so this evening's weather reminds me how timely it is.
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