It’s cold and nasty and gray and rainy here. It was 78degF yesterday, spooky warm with the light not matching the temperature or the leaves crunching on the ground as you walked. The wind is starting to howl as whatever front that moved in overnight blows its way through.
My entire house smells like breakfast, though; eggs and spicy sausage and freshly baked bread. It is, in fact, a good day to curl up with a book and a cup of tea. So, I think I’m going to do just that.
In the meantime, here’s a look at the Japanese maple tree growing by the garage behind my house. We’ve got several of these trees on the property and they are among the last of the varieties to lose their leaves. The red is even more stunning when touched by the evening sun. They almost seem like they’re ablaze. |
Testing my comments just to see. Does this work…with a lot of…elipses…in?