Wednesday, September 30, 2009
They are picking the grapes in the Willamette Valley this week. I know because I had to drive down to the federal prison on the first really truly gray and windy day. The September segue is finished. And so tonight is all about walking home from work while the sun was long gone, wishing I had a heavier jacket, roasting a chicken in my apartment, and listening to Mount Eerie in one ear, and calling my friends with the other.
Flaming Home - Mount Eerie, Julie Dorion, Fred Squire
Stone's Ode - Mount Eerie