Enough with the cats for the moment.

The seasons have moved on. No frost yet but it's definitely cooler and there are more leaves on the ground than on the trees. A couple of evening pictures from the driveway:





A stormy afternoon, somewhere between home and the day job.



When the weather's wild with big clouds and the sun poking through as if imitating a work of religious art there's a real feel of bleakness on the high plateau where the windmills are. It's not quite like tornado season in Kansas but there's something of the same menace about it. It's enough to make one consider raising the roof on the Beetle.