Those of you who know us are aware that autumn is not the favorite season at the royal cottage. The keeper enters autumn with gnashing teeth and sadness. And of course, we have to go with the program. And to top it off, it is getting cold. She refuses to turn on our furnace, she says it's the principle of the thing. We have to wait until October. Thank God that Alice and I have beautiful coats of fur. The keeper has to resort to down vests and long pants. We try to console her with the promise of the Winter Solstice, a mere three months from now, when the light begins to inch back. She is not yet consoled. And don't tell her about the fall colors!
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