First Frost

The leaves have turned the sky ablaze with rich reds, yellows and orange. We think Summer has breathed his last breath and old man Winter is in cahoots with Mother Harvest dropping a light frost over Wilton last night.

We had to switch Danny to his new bright yellow tennis balls for outside games instead of his red & blue balls. I throw the ball and if it goes in the lawn, the leaves cover it up. Danny chases after the ball and upon not finding it, he starts a zig-zag pattern with his nose to the ground. Sometimes he gets it, sometimes he's a mile off. After a while, he gives up and looks at me to go find his ball. At least with the yellow balls, we have a chance of finding them.