Happy birthday to my brother-in-law, Roger. Age is nothing but a thing. :)
As I sit here, the view from my window grows darker and darker. There is a thick wall of black clouds moving across the sky. No rain on the radar so it is odd and fits the spooky October mood. The lake is empty as the migrating Canada geese have not stopped yet on their coffee break. The red maple trees are all red on top and green on bottom as if they were dipped in red sauce. The rest are still green, but it is an old green, a faded green. They are calling for a hard frost this weekend. After that the colors will turn or the leaves will simply die. If you sit still enough and pay attention, you can see time actually passing you by.