The weather has finally gotten chill...downright cold. Others have had it worse to be sure. But we will steadily get colder and snow will come. I just hope when it does that I can still get down my hills and to the workouts I enjoy so much. I got somewhat out of the mainstream by missing a good several weeks due to not only my absences but my back and knees were killing me. They will get better. I will see to it. Work injuries that have never healed. Most occurred on the Range qualifying with weapons. You do have to get into some interesting positions, and in a hurry. So you do it and hang the consequences. After years pass, there always are consequences. :-)
One of my colleagues passed away from a dread disease last week. We others attended his Friend Visitation several evenings ago. Old home weekin a way; you know how it is with all of us together. We remarked that years don't pass and these things (death) don't happen to those we know.
You have to know that we all of us know better than that. I am illustrating that it is always a shock. And no one ever ages. If they were 22 years old when you met them, they still are 22 years of age despite the current 54 years of age that a piece of paper says they are. Who? Me age? Nonsense. Can't happen, doesn't happen, won't happen. However you do (me) wake up each morning and move a bit less enthusiastically into the kitchen and when kneeling feeding the cat, you think that there must be some ultra strong gravity anomaly pressing down on you as you try to rise from kneeling. Knees screaming for help..your back in a pretzel twist as you make your way upwards again. But me? Age? Hurt joints from work? Who? ME? Nonsense.
Here's my side yard, a bit of my deck, the privacy fence up on street side to keep the honking and stuff from the street down. This was Sunday last. Still lots of leaves there and still some color.