November 7. A beautiful day. 15 degrees. Howard and I walked down to the creek and sat in the grass there for a long time, soaking up the sun.
Then we walked and walked and ended our stroll with ice cream from the local diner. Howard took me there for the first time over 20 years ago and introduced me to "twist" ice cream.
Someone called out to us as we walked past with our ice cream cones. "Ice cream! In November?!" We all laughed. What a perfect day.
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