Fall comes and goes nearly directly into winter. Fezzik gradually loses more capabilities, but he seems to be coping just fine. He's still happy but his rear legs gradually gets worse and worse. My birthday is quiet and and delicious and I get many good wishes.

Fall brings the cold weather cooking that I can finally enjoy again, and so I do a bunch of it. It's nice to be able to eat something that isn't just grilled and very nice to not be afraid of using the oven or stove simply 'cause it's too hot in the house anymore.

I get vivid dreams, more baby bumping, and Carl comes to visit near the end of the month and we enjoyed having him a very great deal. I got to listen to the sound of the wind through a dead and dried corn field and that was very nice indeed so close to Halloween. It seems that the traditional Coloradian Halloween involves rain, snow and very few trick or treaters, and it was exactly what we had.