Red, gold and green.

Bless blipping!
I'm becoming so much more aware of how the world changes from day to day.
I've been watching scrutineering ('rigourously observing'? ... See, it IS a word!) these leaves and, as they fall day by day, I almost feel I'm losing dear friends.

I'm having a philosophical patch.

There's a new baby imminent in my world, and other lives that touch mine are in their own Autumn (if I were to face it, Winter).

'... and a time, for every purpose under Heaven...'
(this, according to Pete Seeger who had, apparently, been reading the book of Ecclesiastes, before he wrote 'Turn,Turn, Turn', for the Byrds. Hmm.)
Sometimes, I feel there isn't enough time.
But, I'm sure there is.