A few photos taken around here at the end of last week. Each day brings changes.
Already many of hte scarlet leaves on the 'burning bush' have fallen.
A leaf from the sweet gum tree.
I love the elongated maple shape of these.
The three kittens have been enthralled with climbing the burning bush which is in the cat yard.
It is rather non-descript all year until these several autum weeks when the leaves glow with color.
The short daylight hours of November are precious with their particular shadows
and pale gold light.
I spent hours downstairs in my sewing room last week--working on projects I'm not ready to show.
My thoughts were very much with J's cousin and her family preparing for the huge military funeral for their son. I found it difficult to think of much else.
The kittens continue to provide comic relief--above, Bobby McGee stretched on teh bed--after a bout of high-speed chase with his brothers.
For those who wonder: we seem to be maintaining 13 [!] cats--between the barn cats, the pampered indoor darlings and those who have the privledge of going in and out.
Thirteen--how did this happen--again?