of color through fog are a typical morning in October here on the Lake of
the Ozarks. That, along with thousands upon thousands of leaves.
Did I say thousands? Maybe I should say
millions, many of which glom onto our furry kids who track them into the
house. But that's a small price to pay for the beauty this time of year.
I'm a little concerned that it seems the leaves are skipping a few colors
and falling quicker than usual. Forecasters can't seem to totally agree with
the winter ahead for us, but the general sentiment is that it will be a bad
one. Kathy's not taking any chances, and already has us plotted on a
southerly course. As plans become clearer we'll let you know, but as it
stands now we'll be out of Missouri before Christmas.
In the meantime I'll stay busy blowing and burning leaves for the next few
weeks, keeping the 'feet deep' piles out of our doorway, and preparing for
the scariest day of the year to pass... but first to get past Halloween.
Dave "master of the burn pit" Alexander