Last gasp

We’ve had our first snow, and the temperature is finally in the normal range for this time of year.  I wonder if these last leaves will ever fall from our tree.

Autumn morning

Just a few quickies from yesterday morning. I have been going through camera withdrawal, as the move has put a serious crimp in my photographic forays.  Afterward, I headed off to the storage unit to grab more boxes to unpack. Almost there . . .

We have two large trees in the backyard: a maple and an apple. The maple is shedding leaves like crazy, but the apple tree is still hanging on to hers.

The dogs are getting used to having dogs all around them.   I can’t tell you how worried I was that we would move into a neighborhood where we’d have the only barking dogs, thereby ensuring our social ostracism.  Fortunately, our two aren’t the worst barkers in the neighborhood.

Nina amid the maple leaves.

That is not our pot but a leftover from the previous residents. Needless to say, this little plot of dirt will never see plants actually in the ground. Buddy has already claimed it, so potted plants will be the order of the day.

They don’t know it yet, but as soon as I get dressed, the three of us are going for a W-A-L-K.

Day 297 – Autumn Red

We had our first storm of the season come through overnight, and the foothills around Reno got a light dusting of snow, with much more at higher elevations, but there is still plenty of autumn to be seen.