Autumn is my very favorite time of year. But autumn in Alabama has been piddly these past few years--hardly any color. Leaves would mostly just shrivel up and fall to the ground. I figured it was due to global warming or the hole in the ozone, or El Nino, or maybe even a Republican conspiracy. But this year, Autumn returned to Alabama in her full get-up, as the photo below shows (a tree in my backyard).
The leaves have about all fallen now, though. The trees wear mere skeletal reminders of the Sunday-go-to-meetin' outfits of a couple of weeks ago. It's warm and muggy tonight, and we're told that severe storms are moving toward us from the west, with cold weather fast on their heals.
I love cold weather; but in this autumn of my life, it hardly loves me. Any change in weather causes my fibromyalgia symptoms to shake, rattle, and roll. But cold weather is the worst of all. I guess it's the price I pay for weather I love.
JOURNAL QUILTS: I had a great idea today for my journal quilt theme. Under my cutting table, there's one of those huge gift bags--the kind you use to gift large toys, quilted jackets, or tackle boxes. That's where all my scraps from my quilts and other fabric projects go. It has been collecting for several years, now, and is, as we say down here, "slap full." I thought it would be fun to make each journal quilt predominantly from these scraps.
DOGGIE DOINGS: Sophie and Vann are up the street visiting with a neighbor, one of Sophie favorite people (anybody who gives her snacks and treats is a favorite people). I think I'll go downstairs and get in a few minutes of reading before they return. I have just started a book entitled Comes a Horseman (wasn't that a Robert Redford movie). It's supposed to be really scary. Sounds interesting so far. Oops! I might be too late. I think I hear them now. Ooooooo-wee! Listen to that wind.
