I’m so depressed by politics that I find myself energized creatively. It’s deflection. If I can make something beautiful or tasty, I won’t think so much about how the world has become a playground for the worst sort of people.
Today I’m including a bonus photo of the maples at the back of my yard, where the old horse barn used to stand.
This is a foreshadowing. I’m not going to torment you by seeing who can guess what it’s for.
There was pea soup fog this morning, which burned off by 10am.
This one is in focus. In fact, it looks extra sharp and crispy.
This is what happens when you take a picture with your glasses off.
Rainy this morning, so all the colors are muted. There was no frost last night, but my elm tree near the house dropped all its leaves at once, as if it had sneezed.
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This morning was lovely and bright. It’s amazing how quickly the trees change color once they start.
In the last couple of weeks, night time temperatures have been dropping to around 50F. This is my favorite time of year because you can wear a hat and a coat and be snug while the air feels crisp and sharp.