I set off for the cancer society on foot because our car was still in the shop. I had to stop and stare at this, which really is what it looks like: The shadow of a dog that was sitting on a rooftop patio with the sun behind it.
I have been taking lots of boring pictures of fall trees. Troy said dismissively that the color palette is not interesting enough here, as compared to, say, Vermont. After I took this picture, the couple behind the tree stopped for him to take a picture of her.
Winston kicks through the leaves. The color palette really is dull.
I'm hosting a cookie exchange tomorrow and the boys volunteered to help. Winston volunteered with such bright eyes and rosy cheeks that I could not say no, though I should have.
Because I lost it about the time Tristan drank the orange juice for the frosting. The cancer society was a busy, energetic place, with lots of visitors coming and going. That's the good news. The bad news is that I can't volunteer until I've had the introduction course, and the next one isn't until April.
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