We had our final burst of autumn color before the arrival of rain, wind and snow.
I don’t think I have to go out on a limb
to say that even though there were a few flowers remaining on Tuesday, it appears
the gardening tools can be traded in for snow shovels (could not resist one more skeleton!).
It was a pleasure this week to walk through the park after two months with vertigo to swirling leaves and thoughts instead of the world swirling around.
Harper and I enjoyed out last colorful autumn visit to the park, that is until this tough little guy
intent on a shakedown for snacks momentarily refused to allow us to reach our favorite spot in the park.