Autumn has passed. The glorious leaves of gold and red and purple have fallen to the ground, where they lay brittle and brown.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhddp93x8GRVdAeGhYARGVlYDkIwh-hCZSa15ndJzIpnlVN1CggZlT4m-pMe_YzpYEhdKJcw7Uaznad26YhWkH1klgSFizr4gN_m8lp4NGO-crUh1H9KGLTyuXK4XOqy0PmmbmTXrqFISuZ/s640/IMG_1617.jpg)
The overcast sky hangs grim and grey over skeletal trees,
providing the perfect setting for Halloween.
Alaska sits and waits for snow.
Dinner last night: roasted chicken, garlic bread, potato salad
Exactly two years ago:
2 comments:
Hi Kim,
We had the exact same dinner last night. Isn't that weird? Did you make chicken soup today? I did.
I love the subtle coloration in these trees.
Post a Comment