I have no time to babble on, my dear reader. I spent too much time on the Front Porch enjoying the air, music, sights and aromas. The air was cool and comfortable. Two Red Squirrels were engaged in a serious argument over territory rights, a pair of Catbirds were calling to each other from every yard around except ours and a Blue Jay, who also never entered Cameras range, provided this mornings soundtrack for the audible entertainment of those within earshot. Nothing popped in for portrait. Except Luna, who was peeking out from the clouds. Luna is always willing to be photographed when passing by. As long as the cloud cover doesn't get in the way. And doesn't Autumn wear a wonderful perfume? I realize that this wonderful scent is the smell of decay. But I prefer to think of it as the ripening before the decay. The Weather Illustration Picture cannot convey how lovely it was on the Porch. But yer getting it anyway. If for no other reason than to continue the routine of the FPR. Ergo, The WIP:
The dark is coming. A WIP will be all but impossible shortly.
The Lovely Luna
Currently it is 56° with 93% humidity, calm winds and... Fair skies? I ask you, after examining the following, not so traditional and certainly lacking in artistic value, second WIP
wouldn't partly cloudy be a more apt description of the sky this morning?
I'm starting to feel sorry for the Wee-Gees. I don't think they can help it. Like children who don't know any better yet.
Have a Fabulous day, today, and may there always be plenty to delight the senses.
Te quiero, Viajeros.
