A Dog in the Sunlight

October, when it is not raining this year, is beautiful. There is some fleeting something I see in every face of the busy, creative, working people around me which says, "Today (to be honest), I would rather be a contented dog resting in the sunlight in my backyard." I honor this. We should all go home early. We should each get a wool blanket from the closet, spread it on the sunny ground near the maple, circle that blanket three times, and then lay down to day-dream and nap. Whatever running we do should only be in our dog-dreams, where we are successfully gaining ground on some quarry.