My cold seems to be about over - a relief that it hasn't been worse. Today I slept late and did almost nothing all day - my major accomplishment was to put together an email offering some things I want to sell on consignment to a dealer.
It's been raining much of the day - and yet the leaves still aren't off the trees. This past weekend the guy who mows our lawn in the summer came by and raked up all the leaves - at least all that had fallen, and there were plenty - the backyard was completely covered. But within hours of the time he finished the next layer was accumulating. Oh well, we knew he'd have to come back for a second pass after all the trees were bare.
Meanwhile, the new house behind and to the right of ours slowly reveals itself. It began to appear clearly a week ago when we had the first brief snow, because the white made the roof lines of the house stand out. As the snow melted, the house faded back into the woods, but not for long. Now that more leaves have fallen, it's there for the rest of the winter, tall and dark. I don't know if it's finished enough for someone to move in, or whether there are any buyers interested. That little development was started at the dead worst time.