I have been in hiding for the last week or so, carefully observing the color change of the leaves, from the safety of Forward Operational Base Yamhill Freedom. Absolutely nifty, super nifty even.
With the turning of the leaves and inescapable arrival of DST, we come to the end of RocktOber and the visit of little kids in scary outfits- demanding their sweet sweet reward before melting into the cold night.
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