When the Fall colors found me...

Or was it that I found them...

I know I've been missing in action. As I said before there's a lot going on, but see, I haven't forgotten you all. I just start drafts and then have to go do something else. Before you know it, I've got five drafts, none of them are even half done, and it's been ten days since the last time I posted.

I feel like the leaf in the last picture here; I've yellowed, fallen off the tree and am now slowly drying and waiting to become mulch.

My saving grace is the little one.

Today was my little girl's 8-month birthday. I love that she was born on the spring solstice 8 months ago (even if the solstice doesn't technically happen on the 21st every year, must one really be punctilious about such things?...) I love it partially because the spring solstice is also the Persian New Year, so my little half-Persian noodle was a brand new everything born on the New Year. Perfect.

Anyway, I'm thinking of that because since I found the fall colors, it really feels like fall now, but winter is already on its way since I found them very late this year, and these are some of the last leaves up on the trees right now. Soon it will be her 9-month birthday and we'll move technically from fall into winter, and then it will be the Persian New Year again and she'll be a year old. Time really does not just run but gallops away from you.

Hopefully there are a few sunset moments such as this one left before the winter gloom descends upon us. I will be back soon with more posts.