An unexpected, cool fall morning coffee muses.

Crows and blue jays… that’s the sound of this gorgeous, cool and sunny morning. The prognosticators were calling for morning temperatures of 70° or above. It’s actually 69° on the front porch and feeling cooler with the fan blowing. Add in the breeze and I think I can turn of the fan for now.

This has to be the strangest fall on record. The leaves are falling. Individually, turned brown amongst a sea of green. A single leaf fluttering down into the green grass. But, the predominant color this year is still summer green… actually, that isn’t totally true, it’s really a late spring green.

We seem to be mostly in a lull birdwise. The summer birds have moved on, the winter birds haven’t arrived, and the year round birds aren’t very plentiful. It might be a symptom of the changing nature of my surroundings. My mostly rural area is rapidly losing it’s character, becoming more and more civilized. I haven’t heard a coyote in years.

Once again the cup is empty and calling for a refill… enjoy the day.