Autumn

The anger has subsided. I have been, however, experiencing intense headaches. I wonder if this must be some allergy. The autumn season is in full swing, the leaves have peaked and are on their way to the forest floor where they will blanket the years upbringings and undoings. I have been keeping warm with the little iron stove, wool blankets, and old newspapers. The chill has forced me to reduce the hours of sleep I get, because of the need to feed the fire. My foot has healed completely, though I wish my toe could have grown back, the phantom sensations are always there. The old mare is not doing well, I bring her in the cabin at night, she sits while she sleeps.