Fall is in the air

 And we were not paying attention to the weather, and our tomatoes plants were nipped by the frost!!! Boo hoo!. I was not done bottling and drying them and eating them. Luckily, the plants were so thick and tumbled and tangled together that many are under leaves that are not frozen. I hope some will survive enough to ripen a bit more. I'm sure we have plenty of warm sunny days remaining. 

Mom and I have been out "leaf peeping", which is a thing back east, I believe. But ours were not ready yet. This week, we went out on Wednesday and Friday. She had another shot in her back this morning. (Friday) Her blood sugar had soared to over 400 by the time they had dinner tonight!!! Yikes. She seems so un concerned about it, as it is so common. Double yikes!

It's rather nerve-racking that they have active COVID-19 Cases at Our House Assisted Living, formerly known as Brookdale. But I'm so glad they are not shut down. They have merely isolated the infected ones. And everyone who comes in must wear their mask at all times. 

Mom and I also went out on Thursday for a lecture on campus about ecosystems and hawks. It sounds dry, but the speaker was really good and I think we both enjoyed it, and enjoyed a close up look at the screech owl who was there, too.

Friday afternoon, Mike and I went to St George for a few things, one of which was a car show and lunch with our financial advisor's company. It was a fun little out door event. They used to do monthly things, (called "First Friday") but I worked, then the pandemic hit, but this was easy to do today. I love retirement. 😁 We also dropped off some jam for Matt and Eric, but missed Eric at his work. He was at lunch, but also going to a funeral of his friends father who died of COVID(!). And Mike got some shoes. If you would have told us we would be spending so much for ONE pair of tennis shoes, we would never have believed you. But our old feet must be kept happy and apparently that is what it takes!

We looked at Quail Creek reservoir water levels on the way home. Low, low, low. What happens when we turn on our faucet and no water comes out? 'Tis a concern here in the desert.

Here are a few photos of our doings.