kitten

Husband has finally agreed to a kitten in the household. He's not too happy about that, but is catering to my desire this time, which makes him a little more lovable. Of course, the kitten must be a female short haired calico. Well, we will see. But first we are off to Libby to see our wounded grandson. The boy looks like Harry Potter. Glasses and quite intelligent and reserved. Somehow his dad talked him into trying out for Jr. high football. About the second week he broke his arm in the practice sessions. But much to my surprise he is still attending the in-town games and wearing the uniform on the bench. Even talking about next year! Granddaughter won 2 out of 3 volley ball games and is talking about Jr. high volley ball. Should be a fun visit and as you readers know, we are having a spectacular Indian summer. I guess I should say "first people" summer. I told my friend who lives near the first people buffalo jump that she should put up a sign on their gate that says "second people" private property!
Autumn is really showing off this year. Last year we had a heavy early frost that just turned the leaves stiff and brown. But this year the ending is taking center stage with brilliant colors and filtered sunlight through graceful trees. Apples are getting redder and redder and the squirrels are shaking the red treasures off my tree as they try to bite into them. Sun flowers reach for the sky as they grow taller than our eaves and squash is being forced from their hiding place in the vines as they grown and the vines begin to shrivel. Its too bad that we have to have a taste of this time of year because it is the end, but perhaps that what dying is like, a wondrous gratitude that we have been created and are a part of the beginning and the end of seasons, in each there is a beauty that one does not want to miss, just one more time around? Maybe.