Fall will not be muted. It is positively glowing right now. This is it, the peak, the weekend my sister should have come to visit, but didn't. The blog will have to do.
There was decidedly more color on the mountain in the view this morning. Overnight things change.
It was the drive to town for more sheets of rigid insulation that convinced me there will be no muting.
The drive down the mountain was suffused with an other worldly light.
Halfway there the sun was out.
Up on the mountain top the clouds have descended. The temperature is plummeting and it is acting like it is going to snow.
I live in the clouds.
Tomorrow I think I will go for a drive if the weather is nice while fall is peaking.
Meanwhile Crawford eats and sleeps off his recent unfortunate trauma close to his mommy and me where he feels safe and warm.
Now where did the aloof Miss Collar get to?