Black sky and bright leaves, I love that combination! It's been chilly, and we finally turned the furnace on. I was planning to wait til the first of November, but I can't make beads if my fingers are too chilly, guess it's that age thing creeping up! This is the time of year that I remember the cottonwoods blazing against a dark sky and the smell of snow on the wind.
Tomorrow is the last outdoor market day in Morrill, I think I'll still go, in spite of the weather. We can tape the table cover down and bundle up a bit.
Sadness in our church family; Pastor's father-in-law passed away last week, and Sister Veva's mother also. The older I get, the more grateful I am for the gift of eternal life.