Crisp Air and Apple Cider

I like this time of year.  Makes me long to scuff through leaves and press apples.

What will (aliens) think?

When I see something like this, I wonder what alien geologists and archaeologists (from another country, or another planet--take your pick) will think in a thousand years, when they uncover deposits of red rock underneath all the moss, mold, lichen, and mushrooms?  Will they scratch their heads and wonder?

Bizarre Deeds

Partial lunar eclipse 10/18/13

Last night while dining with friends at Hidden Bay Cafe on Hayden Island, Portland, the news spouted an impending partial lunar eclipse.  We only saw masts eclipse it, even though we kept watch as we shivered through an entire steak dinner outside, overlooking the marina.

Later, when I pulled into my driveway in the dark eeriness of my property where bobcats and bears and black-tailed deer abound, I noticed someone had dragged my garbage can from the top of the driveway down to my house.  If that wasn't weird enough, someone had raked my leaves.

Seriously.

Raked Leaves

This morning I took photos for evidence. Some unknown perpetrator trespassed onto my property (with their own equipment) and raked all the leaves out of my driveway onto the center circle.  I'm caught between a thrill of ecstasy that someone would do such a thing, and a vast curiosity about the miscreant.

Will I ever know?