A Memorial. Waiting for color

The city here locally has set aside a small piece of land for a Krystle Campbell memorial, which will be dedicated shortly. To repeat, she was killed at the marathon and lived around the corner from me though I did not know her. Arlene did. Her daughters went to school with Krystle. They attended each others birthday parties. Through my connection with Arlene I feel a bit connected to the situation. I can't help but think about Krystle Campbell, driving by her house almost daily, on my way to and from work and various other places. I hope I am available that day.

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And now for something completely different.

The Fall foliage seems to be a week or so behind around here. One tree across the street always seems to turn rather early every year. The rest of the trees are pretty green.
Arlene and I have tentative plans to travel north and catch some Fall colors when our schedules allow. Here are a few from New Hampshire, the Mt. Auburn Cemetery and local from about 9 years ago.

The Mt. Auburn Cemetery.

 

 

Local

 

 

 

 

Yeah I know, that's a lot of pictures.

 

I am entering my three day work week. The weather will improve over the next few days, but it's coming. Winter is coming. Fall will be beautiful until it turns to grey. Well don't I sound cheery! Actually everything is ok. It probably won't be as bad a winter as last winter but you never know. 

 

As my friends father would say about 40 years or so ago, "We'll I'll be buzzing along now."

 

I'm outta here.