Writing the truest sentence I know

New book project, plus the hill I am ready to die on

Mostly I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness.
I am still looking for the beauty in that.
― Maggie Nelson, Bluets

Autumn has finally reached my corner of the world - late, as always. Up on the mountain, the trees are starting to turn crisp and Golden Penda trees have sprouted all over the valley in bright yellow bursts, shedding after a week of …