Day 1381: Summery October

Seventy-five degrees, brilliant blue sky, a soft breeze swishing golden leaves.  Such a lovely day.  We walked three miles through town and the cemetery.  It was surprising that so few leaves have turned compared to our visit to Arkwright yesterday.  But I rejoiced in the peace and quiet.  Till the mowers started.  Course, I added to the noise too. We also got the last few hostas and a daylily in the ground before the rain tonight.

The spectacular maple tree on Risley St. hill that's always first to change. 

Steve slept ten hours straight after being up most of Saturday night for a search.  This time it was a single, naked young man high on LSD.  His friends finally reported him missing at 3:30 am.  So it was dark when they found his clothes, backpack, keys and phone at the top of a ravine and tracked his footsteps down into a creek bed.  Teams searched for hours and then he walked out of the woods about 8:45.  So many strange searches and emergencies this summer!