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October 5th 2010    Tim Candler

    I'd call tonight's forecasted frost, an early frost.   I'd like to think it unexpected.  Out of the blue.  Taken totally by surprise.   But that would be an error because I have thought about frost since June 21st.

     Then when frost actually comes it is almost a relief, because essentially I am a miserable human being for whom the year includes maybe two, perhaps three perfect days. 

    Much easier if I could recall a perfect day in such a way as to be able to repeat it.   But I suspect a perfect day is always unexpected.  It comes without heraldry.

    So I can be pretty damn certain that tomorrow will not belong to the category of perfect.

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