The soybeans across the road were harvested in a cloud of dust, the leaves are off the trees, the newspaper comes in the dark, the furnace still works, dew frosted the fairways this morning, and now the ultimate sign of winter: they came and blew out the sprinklers. The weather lady predicted snowflakes yesterday, we didn't get any, and now she says it will be warm and sunny over the weekend. It's a mixed-up time. The sprinkler guy (below, left) says he'll soon wake up as the Snow Plow Guy. He talked yesterday with our Good Neighbor Bud, who appears to have some transitional issues of his own.
