I fell asleep on the couch last night, folded up like an accordion while reading. My library book, Kenneth Roberts’ Arundel, is due on Wednesday.
The book takes place primarily in October, 1775 with winter suddenly folding into history’s autumn scenes.
I took that picture on October 16 and although there is still quite a bit of color holding on everywhere, this week’s blessed rain prompted a shower of leaves. Yesterday, I saw the river through the trees in the back yard.
Another sign of winter folding in.