Elliot has somehow gotten back into the habit of blogging again.  It's hard to say how long his interest will last, but for the time being he's writing a lot of poems on his blog.   Most of them are kind of silly, but today he wrote one that I thought was genuinely beautiful.  I thought I'd share it with you:

The Autumn Sounds
By Elliot Asp

The birds are flying in the breeze.
The leaves are shaking in the trees.

The mole
is digging his hole.

The skink
is taking his drink.

The deer
is sitting right here.

The squirrel
is going to hurl
acorns at the girl.

And I
am looking at the sky.

It's definitely getting to be autumn here in Amsterdam.  I don't mind too much -- though the prospect of imminent winter does not excite me.  And it certainly would be nice to see more of the leaves and acorns and deer and such that are actually a bit hard to come by in the city.  But even so, I'm choosing to enjoy the moment for what it is.   Autumn in Amsterdam.