Sky Visions and Understatements

 As if by magic, yesterday, popped into our collective unconscious, leaving for some reason an idea that fall had encompassed our world.  Up until now, leaves had changed color, winds had blown the whirly-gigs off their foundations, yet, when we started our day at a garage sale at a local senior center, the Fall had been knocking, but yesterday, we let it in.  They had a replica of Japan signing a surrender on the Missouri, with Douglas MacArthur in 1945. They had a candle lit lantern that was a Music Box and a Cookie Jar shaped like a Pear.

 Now it wasn't just the colors that befuddled our visual perpetuity, the sky was dancing with fronts grasping one another as if there was a cerebral tug of war going on.  I actually saw a plane with a vapor trail accosting the formations, an interloping gesture of peaceful coexistence. This was all happening as we, on another of our weekend jaunts, found our way to Castenadas, the Outlet Store and Sprouts to pick up a collective and diverse smattering of foodstuffs.  On our return trip we capitulated plans to visit BJ's in Coddingtown for a bite of Lunch.

Neither Joyce or I had partaken of the culinary traits behind this newly acquired recompense of eclectic food offerings.  Took us awhile to decide on a few small plates of nuanced layouts of illicit palettes of flavor.  While we waited, I actually order a blend of PM Porter with some Raspberry lacquer. Joyce actually succumbed to saying I could do that. I gingerly twirled my focus with the camera taking a few shots of the colorful menagerie of visual candy parading itself on the walls and in the mirrored reflections found in the our room along with one of the light fixtures.

We had a warm Avocado egg roll, a Thai Chicken dumpling, Spinach Stuffed Mushrooms, and a Bison Burger with what appeared to be a lump of Coleslaw, but didn't have the customary flavor profiles indicative of such an accoutrement.  We scurried home to unpack our trip's purchased delights and scampered down to Airport Cinemas to watch " Last Vegas ", which was simply pleasing non-thinking movie entertainment.  Long ago wisdom's of that feeling of original friendships lasting over the course of human time. After arriving home, we bid adieu to our first day of Autumn Speak.