The end of Halloween and the first snow. Near invisible and it will melt on impact, but there it is.
Day 13
33 degrees and the only sounds are the traffic two streets over on National and click and drops from the first sleet of the season.
Day 12
My November Poem-a-Day challenge starts Friday--30 poems in 30 days and this time, I'm doing Instapoems. Oh oh. Maybe I should have my sketchbook on my lap instead of cats.
Day 10
Early morning conferences week landscape.
Day 8
The turn to fall begins.
Day 7
It's the season. "Halloween American Gothic with Cat"
Day 6
In Missouri, fall is green, at least until it's not and it turns from lush foliage to dry remains. Look up in a week or two and see the dead leaves fall in one big whomp, thus the name of the season--Fall.
Day 5
I've hung this print in a series of home offices. It's called "Temptation" by R. H. Palenske, 20th century Chicago artist.
Day 4
Texture: Helicopter seeds, flagstones, and stick.
Day 3
Caption: Just because everyone else drops to the ground doesn't mean you have to. Besides, you're still green.
Lanette Cadle 