was yellow, but we were there altogether too briefly.  So fleeting in fact that Linda only

experienced a single day, one lunch on the porch,

an afternoon walk

and another the next morning before

she and the Dogs were gone, back to Benicia after six months in absentia.

I remained, with time to investigate

the Exploded Juniper,

tumbleweed incursions

and experience Autumnal Light

generally as well as

early dusks

and a last late sunrise, ninth of November.

Three days on the high desert…better than none, hon’.