Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Autumn leaves: scarlet

You can't escape it this time of year, at least in the woodlands of the northern hemisphere. The leaves are starting to turn and fall. And you can't escape it on my blog, either. There will be more.

Up first: scarlet. These are grape vine leaves, of course.

Tasha and I spent our first whole day alone at home on Tuesday. I can tell she wonders what happened to Ken, but she's not freaked out or depressed or anything. She's in familiar surroundings and she gets her walks and her food and some play time, so most everything is right in her world. We spent the day puttering around the house, doing little things here and there that needed to be done, and watching tennis on tv. We also spent some time out in the yard playing ball, trimming ivy, and raking up the mess.


  1. You can't let that Ivy get out of control. She will wreck your life. I suppose you watched just another disgraceful Australian performance on the courts.

  2. Frankly Scarlet, this is beautiful.

  3. Good to read Ken has landed safely; wishing you all the best in the meantime, Walt.

  4. Beautiful colors and textures... and Tasha.

  5. Beautiful red. Oooh!
    Glad Ken has arrived safely... I didn't realize there were strikes at the airport right now.

  6. andrew, yes, the ivy will take over if we let it. And, yes, Kyrgios is a curious one.

    stuart, and tomorrow is another day!

    jan, thanks!

    mitch, :)

    judy, they had a general "fonction publique" strike and the air traffic controllers were in on it.


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