Wetland Waves

The pond is full still from this week's rain. It is Halloween and a warm wind is blowing across the trees from the West, sending more leaves in a scatter to the earth below. Digging in one of the gardens, I found some small onions and turnips and harvested them for my lunch.
Lindley is sick with a cold. Outside everything is brown, rust and green...daylight saving ends tonight and so we begin the gradual tilt into the darkest day.