My favorite colors

I took a walk this afternoon in the autumn chill. George loved it, but got hit on the tail end by a falling walnut at one point. He probably thought I did it!

I love the colors of autumn and found these leaves to share with you.

I'm still wearing the big boo boo bandage on my finger, and even though I type a lot for a living, it's amazing how my middle finger has taken over and is now in charge. If I could write poetry, I'd write an Ode to My Middle Finger. In this poem, I would lament the things for which I've used this digit in my past. Like the time the trucker in the 18-wheeler tried to run me over. He backed off after I opened the sunroof of my Volvo and used my middle finger on him. I don't do that sort of thing anymore, however.

But I would like to publicly thank this hardworking finger. It's taken over and has earned my respect.

Back to the colors of fall, however. Black and white is also one of my favorites.

Do you see that tail wagging? Oh yes, this is a happy dog.

Until tomorrow, my friends . . .