Bill was back in school today, but Stevie was home. This morning I felt very fuzzy headed, and by afternoon I was sick as well. Hopefully this will run its course in all of us and we will all be healthy and happy when we are in Chicago next weekend.

Some autumn music:

Van Morrison's Moon Dance

Well, it’s a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
’neath the cover of october skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I’m trying to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft and low
And all the night’s magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush

Chorus:
Can I just have one a’ more moondance with you, my love
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love

Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can’t wait ’til the morning has come
And I know that the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you’re never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me that you can’t hide

Chorus

Repeat 1st verse

One more moondance with you in the moonlight
On a magic night
La, la, la, la in the moonlight
On a magic night
Can’t I just have one more dance with you my love

Autumn in new york
Why does it seem so exciting (inviting)
Autumn in new york
It spells the thrill of first-knighting

Shimmering clouds - glimmering crowds (glittering crowds and shimmering clouds)
In canyons of steel
They’re making me feel - I’m home

It’s autumn in new york
That brings a (the) promise of new love
Autumn in new york
Is often mingled with pain

Dreamers with empty hands
(they) all sigh for exotic lands

(but) it’s autumn in new york
It’s good to live it again

This autumn in new york
Transforms the slums into mayfair
Autumn in new york
You’ll need no castles in spain

Lovers that bless the dark
On benches in central park

(but) it’s autumn in new york
It’s good to live it again

(- in new york)