It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Dear Mr President, This is a wonderful day. May this country be the shinning example, to the world, that you will help it be.
My Dear Sister, Everything will be ok. I love you and I'm right behind you.
(Tomarrow my sister is going to have a very serious operation. Please say a prayer for her.)