Summer Home

Time to change the photo in the header already!
The leaves are all gone, the wind has picked up and there is

frost on the windshield nearly every morning.
There is the sound of shotguns nearby.

Attention all turkey and deer - RUN.FOR.YOUR.LIFE. Now.For.Real.

Onto to more happy things. Time to think about the Thanksgiving menu (speaking of turkeys). Will it be sausage or mushroom stuffing? Corn pudding with bacon or smoked cheese (I vote for both). Madeira in the gravy or white wine. Hmmmm...decisions, decisions. This will keep my mind occupied for a good long while and it's a good thing. Now that the daylight couldn't be saved, the darkness descends early (4:45pm precisely). I'm more than a little sad over this. Hope the seed catalogs start arriving soon...

With the leaves gone it's possible to see those secret summer homes. I have not yet discovered where the hummingbirds made their nest but I've found a few other summer dwellings, now abandoned.

In the scrub pines along the ditch,

up high in the burning bush,

and in the hummingbird vine growing against the garage wall.

All are empty now.

There are some green patches still lurking about,

and there are signs of life to come.I have hope now.