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We are celebrating October the 35th today out at the farm.  We will be celebrating until the end of Indian Summer.  Last night, I celebrated the federally-granted early sunset with a cup of hot coffee on the front porch, watching the sun-tipped wild diorama of the flame-colored ridges.  The only thing that could drag me away from my old Kentucky home permanently would be if I could find a place where it was October all year long.  And if I could find such a place that valued individualism as much as Kentuckians do, as well.  The basketball is good, too.


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