Today is a day of resting from yesterday's overdoing. Sugar and I take our time about walking. The bushes along the sides of the buildings that have been so green and non-descript all summer are now an amazing scarlet. I am told they are called burning bushes and I can see why!
I felt a bug crawling on my hand, and I reached down to brush it away only to discover it was a ladybug. For a moment I was afraid, having recently encountered those nasty orange ladybugs that bite/sting. This ladybug was orangey looking, but didn't seem the biting variety. It was sluggish and kept unfolding its wing sheath only to fold it back up.
I watched it for awhile, then shooed it away. There were a dozen or so little dotted bugs on my pants and sweatshirt, none of them in any hurry to "fly away home." They seemed to be everywhere - an invasion of them crawling about, a last ditch effort to hang on to autumn.
Me, too. I'd like to hang on to autumn. It has been a lopsided transition. Some trees are already naked, some still green, a few bright yellow or red. Nothing you could call a peak leaf season. I can wait for winter. They say it will be an unusual winter - either with lots of snow, cold and wind or little snow and cold but still wind. It is a Santa Anna year. We shall see.
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