I decided to adjust the color and contrast in the two photos above, in order to eliminate some of the haze and more clearly show the pretty autumn colors in the hills of our little river valley town.
After several days of sunny, deep-blue-sky days, with temps in the mid-70s, we awoke to light rain this morning. But by this afternoon, it was sunny and mild again. Predictions are that the weather will be fair again tomorrow, though a bit cooler. It should be a perfect day for me to drive the ladies of our scrapbook club to a small town about 30 minutes away to enjoy the fall colors, shop at a new scrapbook store, and have lunch, before returning home.
We got up late this morning, around 8 a.m., and after breakfast, I did a session on the treadmill. I'll miss water aerobics tomorrow, since we will be leaving on our outing around 10 a.m., and the aerobics class doesn't end until 9:15.
For a change, I stayed home all day today, doing this and that. Mother busied herself at her house, and Hubbie took the van for an oil change. Afterward, he spruced the inside of the van for our trip today.
This afternoon, Hubbie and I watched a movie I'd recorded on DVR, called "Heaven's Fall." This excellent 2007 film, rated "PG13," is based on a factual court case. It stars Timothy Hutton as a New York attorney who, in 1931, goes to Alabama to defend nine black hobos accused of raping two white women. This docudrama movie is a study in the shockingly deep-rooted southern racism of the era.
Since Mother opted out of joining us for supper tonight, I prepared a shrimp pasta dish for Hubbie and me. Mother isn't fond of shrimp. Hubbie isn't fond of Parmesan cheese, either, but the dish called for both. This was a new recipe that I thought turned out pretty good. Hubbie pronounced it as "fine," his usual comment on meals.
At 7 p.m., we turned on the radio to listen as our favorite college basketball team played. At halftime, it was apparent that our team would run away with the game, so we turned it off and watched TV for a while, before heading to bed.
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