|Full moon rising|
I’ve enjoyed watching the deer up close when I’m outside the cabin. They ignore me and I pretend I’m ignoring them while I’m really watching them. I just hope they soon learn not to ignore the car.
~~~My western view is starting to return. I can now see the top of the mountain to my west, though as of this morning, not the rest of it. It’s a start. This fall is definitely not turning into one of the pretty ones, as far as the leaf colors go. It may, in fact, be the least colorful fall I’ve ever seen. It’s certainly the least colorful I can remember. I just hope this is the bottom of that barrel and for the next 50 years or so the colors are a lot better than they were this year.