Dog days

This is what my weekend looked like. Throwing the ball for Haley the puppy in the backyard of the house I was house sitting. Saw some pretty nice autumn sunrises. But then again, the sun doesn’t come up until nearly 8 a.m. these days. Picture trees draped in their fall colors — saffron, gold, orange, deep red — against a stark, clear sky. Just cool enough on morning walks with Haley for a jacket. The lake nearby was still but for the churning feet of ducks not yet flown for the winter.

On an entirely different topic: 25 days ’til the big day!