Someday all I'll have to do is look to the right and my new iris recognition software will magically enable all of everything personally digital to me and I'll never have to remember another freakin' password as long as I live. Until that wonderful time, I will have to grit my teeth and calm down.
Enough of that.
I'm looking out my log cabin window to a luscious view of pre-peak riot of fall foliage in the foothills around Asheville, NC. What I like to hunt for are the punctuation marks of alizarin crimson in the thick of it, like these little berries I saw the other day:
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