Gurdonpoems came aborning the same way, with satisfactory results.
Today neighboring Plano has its balloon festival. The weather looks fine for such an affair--as it often is in September--and I look forward to the horizon sight of floating balloons. Last night I saw scissortail flycatchers again. Our local population left just before the hurricane hit Louisiana. I suspect these are Oklahoma birds in migration. Migrating birds are everywhere, along with our year-round residents such as the killdeer and the red-wing blackbirds. Monarch butterflies float by, with their late-season migratory "tired gait".
I read an essay about Dag Hammerskold and an essay about Joseph Stalin. I browsed the Tomb of Atuan, which I have not read since I was in college. I will write poetry this weekend. We have company coming for dinner. I loved to eat baked salmon when I visited Anchorage.