Fall Color

We took a fall color day trip today--just in time, as all the leaves on the north sides of the mountains were down. The south sides were still glorious and the deepest, brightest yellow we have ever seen, much more so than usual.

We picnicked in the car on our packed lunch and in early afternoon arrived at a favorite stop, a funny town perched on the mountainside, with streets full of Victorian-style cottages, many of them gloriously shabby.


We wandered in and out of little shops: Daisy found things to look at in the toy store.


Richly-colored pansies in a window-box.


The Composer with Giles and Felix ("the guys", Daisy calls them) in the park.


A happy autumn vignette.



We finished off with dinner in a renovated mill--a treat indeed. Although Daisy, with her head cold, was not hungry and systematically rejected each bit of food we placed on her saucer. At last she held up the frilled toothpick from Giles' ham sandwich and asked, "Can I eat this?"

She is safely tucked away in bed now, after a long and beautiful day.