It's an beautiful, if somewhat confusing, sight -- grass and some trees still green, fall colors on the mountain side, and a feathery snow over all of it -- and it suits my own schizophrenic state of mind, when I look up from the computer, having been writing about Miss Birdie in first one season and then another, and have to remind myself just which 'now' I'm actually in.
As for the morning snow, Miss Susie Hutchins took a wait and see attitude.
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