It was a lovely sight, and a beautiful November evening; minimal wind, heavenly almost-dusk light, the smell of a fireplace floating through the neighborhood, and a crisp feeling to the chilly air.
Here are a few of my favorite shots from that evening...
And then, we got a little bit of something called snow...
So, looking to have a little fun with my life (hey, one day, we'll all be dead),
I decided to head out again yesterday afternoon.
The light was just beautiful, in that there wasn't much at all; gorgeous gray skies, practically bare trees,
and that chill from just a week ago turned into ruddy COLD for little hands that weren't in gloves...
What a difference seven days makes!
Hell, here's a scare for ya: this time next week, you'll be cooking the Thanksgiving turkey.
Believe it.
Reginald Kitty does not want to believe it, for he has not done his holiday shopping.
