An angel trumpet morning coffee muses.

The day is starting of in the low seventies. The prognosticators are foretelling of a strong cold front passing around midnight bringing an overnight low into the upper forties. Before the front though we can expect the high to hit the upper eighties. Fall on the Texas Gulf Coast, you gotta love it.

The sky this morning is cloudless. Perfectly fall blue. Bright sun shining blindingly on the back porch has me once again on the front, sitting in the shade. They are calling for high winds overnight with the front. So I guess we will be losing most of the leaves before we get the chance to enjoy the color change.

It’s going to be a long day of shopping getting ready for Thursday. Sam’s Club is calling my name. I’m sure Wal-Mart will be hollering soon after that. Then it’ll be Kroger. I’ll save Forsberg’s for the first of the week.

I was just looking next door and thinking they missed their schedule, they were supposed to be in the house by Thanksgiving and they won’t be making it now. But it shouldn’t be long after…

You know you live in the country when you regularly see tractors driving down the road in front of your house… Just saying. I feels more country now than it did when we moved out here. We now have cows grazing just behind our property, back then the closest cows were down the road a hundred yards or so. Though truth be told, I spent more time back then putting Shibey’s bull back up than you would believe. The big black beast was always getting out. That bull was much easier to handle than the rodeo bulls that I spent two years fighting with the owner to get moved away from the pasture to th north. Those guys were just mean.

Out time to start thinking about breakfast… Later