What I saw: in the woods in late autumn, the somber palette won out over fall's riot of color. It wins every year, taking hold as the days shorten.
What I did beforehand: We had a second day of rain the day before and it seemed like we only had a couple of hours of daylight, around noon. It was pouring and dark before I realized I hadn't walked the dogs.
What I wore: who cares?
Who went with me: the dogs.
How I got permission: I joined the local trails organization as soon as we moved in. I have tags for my leashes. I almost never see any other people out there.
Why I saw this show: there wasn't anything else on.
Where I sat (after): in the big bean bag chair in the living room, staring at the walls, wondering where the Bacon Provider was. Arizona? India?
Things that were sad: I got a tick bite on my leg.
Things that were funny: when we turned around and headed home, Cherry got a burst of enthusiasm for going faster.
Things that were not funny: when the wind comes from the wrong direction, the freeway was louder than my thinking.
Something I ate: cereal, probably. Or toast. Maybe bread and cheese. A banana. Something like that.
What it is: gray. Brown. Brown-ish gray-ish. Dead leaf brown. Bark gray. Mushroom gray-brown. Dead moss brown.
Who should see it: persons with leashes and dogs attached to them. Subscribing members of the local trail system only, please.
What I saw on the way home: the weekdays (five deer that congregate on the property across the street).
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