Today was predicted to be a cool fall day. Temperature high was to be mid 50’s but surprisingly it got to the mid 60’s.   I felt the sun’s warmth gaining strength as the morning waned into the afternoon.  I continued to do the Fall cleanup of leaves as most of the trees have become barren since dropped their leaves.  I hoped that this would be the last time that I would have to do this for this year.  Only the stubborn Locust tree is holding out.  How ever its leaves are small and easily sucked up by the lawn mower.

It was an ordinary sunny day, a time when my childhood brimmed with innocence and boundless dreams. Yet, in an instant, my world was shattered. I witnessed the loss of a dear friend—a tragedy that carved itself into my being. At just ten years old, standing frozen on a quiet road, I saw her life abruptly cut short. That harrowing memory has stayed with me, shaping every step of my journey.

As I woke up this morning to a cool 65F I decided to take my morning coffee in my back patio.