It's cool and wet here in College Station on this first-Thursday-of-fall night.
As I type, a fantastic smelling roast (thank you, ABC Dragoo -- you inspired me, and I'm drooling in anticipation!) is braising in the oven.
The latest fall Yankee Candles are burning all around.
Thursday night college football on ESPN is alive and well on the TV.
My Boodles Gin with orange juice -- currently in hand -- is bringing a much-needed sense of warmth and relaxation to an overly-frazzled psyche. Temporarily, anyway, all dissertation thoughts are pushed back into the farthest recesses of my mind.
Sometimes you just have to sit back and count your blessings. And I am blessed.