Fall finally arrived, chasing our later summer away. The days have been mild, the nights cool, and the sky blue.
There was some humidity in the air Saturday morning when I walked the dogs down into Texas Valley.
Since our house faces east, we can see the sun rising, but not going down. But there are still some nice sunsets, even if we can’t actually see the sun setting.
The cats seem to think our sofa is more comfortable than we do.
There isn’t much room left for us. Sam photobombed the cats.
We aren’t getting up any earlier, but since the sun is rising later, we’re still getting to see some sunrises. This was about 7:13 on Wednesday.
This was three minutes later.
This was at 7:18.
And this was at 7:29.
But wait, there was more sky up there.
There are some nice wave-form clouds up above the lower dark clouds. There are some faint waves oriented differently from most of the other waves, which indicates wind shear in the upper atmosphere. Wind shear can consist of regions of the atmosphere that have varying wind speeds, or that have winds blowing in different directions.
Do you see the dark spots in the lower part of this image? Those are birds.
I have several shots of the eastern sky from October that I have neglected to post, so here they are.
This one is from one of the places where we often get to see a wide swath of sky in the late afternoon — the store where we buy our groceries.
The next is a faint rainbow that appeared in rain that was moving slowly from the direction of town towards us. It is actually within the small valley between our part of the mountain and the next ridge over.
I think I know where the end of the rainbow hit the ground on the right. I might try to find the pot of gold if our neighbor hasn’t already absconded.
I’m not positive I haven’t already posted this one, but it’s nice, so if so, here it is again.
We don’t usually get up before the sun rises, but for some reason I did at least once last week.
I like the gradient between the deep red at the horizon and the deep blue up higher in the sky. A bright star would still have been visible up there, if one had happened to be up at that time.
I actually got up way before dawn last Sunday because I had to drive up to North Carolina, but I’ll leave that for later.
Leah and I voted Thursday afternoon.
There have been reports on the news that lots of Republicans are voting early, so we felt that we had to do our part to to stem the tide. I hope our little effort isn’t as futile as Canute’s. I watched the other voters, trying to guess how they would vote, but that’s probably a waste of time. I imagine anyone who saw me would think, “There goes another old, white guy, casting his vote for another Trump surrogate.”
But just imagine what it would be like if the Democrat won the race for governor of Georgia — a black, woman Democrat. If not this year, then maybe another year.
All the little old ladies and little old men working at the polls reminded me of my father. He volunteered as a poll worker for many years, right up until he was physically incapable of doing it any more.
I have been letting the blog slide for a while. I’m hoping not to let it slide much longer.