The scene outside my window is a rich glowing golden yellow caused by the sugar maple leaves clinging to wet roofs and covering the ground .Some still hang on the tree making the room seem bright although it is a grey cloudy day.
I figured a few things out today which made me feel my aging brain can still work, (with the good Lords help, I am sure).
The museum is picking up antiques we no longer need...I solved an Alexa problem and got my upstairs heater  to work without bothering anyone.
This time of the year is somewhat more relaxed for me as it was in my teen years unlike a couple of my children who spent early Nov. still involved with marching band in their teens. My friends and I just goofed around, waiting until basketball season started.
Here is a an early Nov. diary entry from my teen-aged in 1941 aunt Anna Rapp.
Saturday...up at 9:00. Count (her older, married sister), cleaned the house. I went uptown and got groceries. (Uptown was Burket, where Anna lived with newly married Count and Shorty. She was finishing out her schooling at Burket although her father had remarried and moved to Rochester.)
Got dinner (actually lunch). Ate. Count went to Warsaw. I did dishes and washed my clothes. Pinned up my hair..went uptown
Wayne is in the same group as Bud Davis at P camp.(army just before WW2.)
Ball game..got beat bad by Sidney. Bed 3 am.
Sunday....up at 11:30. Dinner. Hub and Mary Alice took me out to Moores to get my senior proofs.They are not bad..look natural.We messed around all PM. Count and Shorty got home. Count got supper. Hub and M.A. stayed.  We had gobs of fun. Had fun uptown with Macy too. He is nuts!!