Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Friday, November 06, 2015

Fall Color 2015

The trees this fall haven't been as bright as in past years. The road to the farm was less than spectacular.

In late October, the big crape myrtle by the deck  lacked its usual splendor.

The brightest color in the backyard was the burning bush by the road.

Across the road was a bit of yellow.

Under a stormy sky in late October, the trees barely show up.

November's sunshine revealed a bit more color.

The dark woods at the farm revealed something else.


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