What's it like where you are?

Autumn is edging it's way up on us.  Leaves are falling.  Wind is blowing.  Today we have sun, but this will probably be the last of it, so I'm going to bundle up and take myself out for a walk.  But I wonder, what's it like where you live?  Spring is bounding up on Australia.  Are there no daffodil photos to share?  How about the foliage in New England? What's October like in Southern California?  I challenge you.  Take a picture of your day and share it.



My cold has relinquished the flooding sinus and achey fever stage, and is just snuffly uncomfortable.  A "Woman cold" as Doug S. in Australia would say.  My DH says that "Man colds" are worse than "Woman colds" because men won't acknowledge  that they are sick until it actually kicks their feet out from under them and they are unable to crawl back up.  Then they accept the illness and enjoy it fully.  Women have the sense to pay attention to their bodies and treat a cold when it first shows up. Men are trained to be tough and steely eyed and deny all pain as merely a flesh wound, not worth paying attention to.  Women, who have to clean up the aftereffects, know enough to catch things before they get critical.  We rarely die of flesh wounds.

Things have been quiet in the blogverse lately.  How are things going for you?