I walked outside and the sky was up. I drove ahead to catch its dip, but I missed. I moved slowly tonight. The summer is falling to autumn. 

I imagine wearing a flannel around a campsite. The feeling of love without it is a funny one. You enjoy a thought. Imagining a person I have never met pitching the tent. 

I come back to the steering wheel. Take a large gasp of pines. A smile to arrivals where I get off. Nice ride with a glance that never took its chance.  

Sunset after work.

Finally sketching while watching a film.

Scissors I keep in my wallet to remember to sew.

Min of one hour sewing reading a day along with my notes to keep me on track to create.