dark afternoon

Not raining now, but the sky is dark, and light appears to be leaving the planet. Leaves are falling, trickling down, from the large maple in the backyard.

A small group of us who are going to Italy next year are gathering this afternoon to see Under the Tuscan Sun. Forget the story, we just want to see the light and radiance of Tuscanny.

I have an old cat sleeping next to me, she makes little grunting noises. A big cat is on the other side, he snores, too. And Franklin alternates between sleeping and perking up. To paraphrase a description I read this year in the New York Times, Scotties aren't great watch dogs, but they will protect you from that falling leaf that just got them excited.