RE: The turning of the seasons: Early Autumn musings. Name this dark fantasy improvisational lullaby and life updates

Oh I love that name very fitting. I have to say that we finally found Pepito outside of the tile so we relocated him into the garden. I didn't hear him last night so I think that he has moved on to another parcel.
I am undergoing a rather a strange time, without being too revealing it's something that flares and I am navigating one right now. It is difficult to adjust or to plan or to find the energy to get things finished, but I'm hopeful and I'm grateful for the good days