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Went on a ghost-walk.

La LLorona. Drowned the kids.

Haunts the river. Dark.

Two roof-top swamp coolers in the neighborhood were seen already covered by their snug-fitting little canvas jackets on Tuesday, October 6th.

A sign of an early winter coming or just an early start to winterizing? Jumping the gun or better safe than sorry? A stitch in time…? An ounce of prevention…? Acting prematurely? Cross that bridge…?  Don’t put off until tomorrow…? If it ain’t broke…?

It’s always hard to know when to cover the swamp cooler.

It was downright spooky, seeing them all perched up there in the half-dead elm tree. Silhouetted against the overcast sky, they were motionless except for an occasional restless flutter. Must be 25 or 30 of them, I estimated. Then I stopped to actually count: 63.

Just a bunch of bird brains, I thought as I went on my way.

But I remember The Birds.