Tut, Tut.... Looks Like Rain

The cashier at New Season's said, "You have your blustery day coat on." 

"Tut, tut - looks like rain...." I responded.

Summer's slow tranquility has given way to lively autumn.   

I took Luna out to run errands with me.  She is learning how to wait in the car.  I carefully craft opportunities for her - leaving her for 5 minutes at Bales one week, then 10 at Trader Joe's the next.

Today we set out on our circuit.

Broken tree limbs and fallen leaves littered the streets.   As the car cut a path on the asphalt, the wind whipped the leaves into a riot of color and sound.

Luna loves a car ride.  She sits and watches wistfully out the window.  Nothing escapes her observation.  An airplane, a motorcycle, a dog and his people walking, a lone bird.

Today we stopped at the Recreation Center for a quick walk.  If I walk as fast as I can, we could almost say she is not really pulling on the leash any more. 

My perspective:  the dog cannot go slow!  Her perspective:  who is this human ball and chain in tennis shoes and yoga pants who is weighing me down like an anchor? 

The Rec Center circuit on a windy fall day

We sped around the perimeter, past fall soccer games, booming tennis tents thudding in the wind, the skate park with its slouching daredevils, and a curtain of fiery autumn leaves under marble skies.  Autumn is a drama-fest. 

The Oregonian shared a story of downed trees and branches, upturned tents and other debris left by fall's wild rumpus here:  http://www.oregonlive.com/pacific-northwest-news/index.ssf/2014/10/high_wind_advisory_lifted_but.html#incart_river

Beaverton Farmers' Market tent overturned