We've had warm rainy weather for over a week now. Mornings have been gloriously foggy. Even though the wet gray gets to be a bit much, I like it this time of year as it often makes the leaves in their autumnal colors pop a bit as though they were under black-light from the late 1960's. The maple across the street by the Episcopal church turned its usual bright yellow, stunning against the fog. It has already lost most of its leaves. The church has been doing construction work fixing this and that and adding a small addition which will contain an elevator to its basement, scene of large tag sales. The tag sale usually held this weekend (Columbus Day) will have to be held elsewhere - in Dummerston.
|The view from my balcony as the fog burns off and shows the colors that have started to arrive.|
Thinking about Newfane, I looked for my photos of that village's center taken one autumn years ago. Of course I can't find them at the moment. So here, not intended for this blog, are the digital equivalent of snapshots, taken two days ago. Over the next few days I'll try to dig out a few of my half way decent photos of the autumn colors from years past.
|Two buildings down from my apartment, looking towards downtown.|
|Just around the corner from the red brick house in the shot above.|
|I love the porch on this house, one more block towards town and across the street from the next shot:|
|Our town Common. Teddy Roosevelt once gave a speech from that bandstand.|
In the meantime, as I've been writing this the sun has come out from hiding, the sky seems to be making an attempt at turning blue, I have the day off from work and have started thinking about a perambulation around town with my camera, and in a phone call she made to me about something else I just told my boss that I'll be retiring from my job around November 15th. I think it's going to be a good day.