Color bleed

She is 87. After a miraculous recovery from blood clots and a few good weeks, she fell on the concrete steps. She shattered her femur and is in ICU with multiple plates and screws. What are the chances that Lois and I will talk about gardening again? I don't know. I just know that our street will be a pallid shade of grey if she doesn't bounce back this time.

First frost this morning but gone by ten. Found the solar rope lights for the spooky Halloween cape I said no to making. The one from the catalog is fab and at $68 it should be, for a nine year old. I spent $67 at the food store today to get stuff for a weeks menu, just to put it in perspective.

This coming week holds the promise of fun; can't wait.