Just returned from the Farmer's Market. The weather has turned cold and there's a definite frost in the air. Going from what felt like 80 degrees to 35 degrees in one day is quite an adjustment for the body. The stalls of farmers hawking their produce is dwindling. About 1/3 of the farmers are there now and it will continue to thin until Christmas. Then we must await the spring. The seasons change and the availability of produce changes with those seasons. We don't recognize it when you go to the Supermarket but you sure do when you go to the Farmer's Market.
Listening to Kirk again this morning the track is called It's Rainin'. Wish I had a sound bite for you but I don't. So go find it and check it out. Tell me what you think. Waiting for the prodigals to come over to do some yard work. That is a local drug treatment program that raises money through various services. One of which is yard work. My front lawn looks like leaf heaven. I can't see the grass, just a blanket of leaves. And there are still so many more to come before it's over.