You know, some things never change.
There are always some folks sitting around thinking of stuff to confuse the rest of us.
This time of the year some of us call the season fall, ’cause leaves are beginning to fall from the trees.
Others refer to the changing season as autumn which sounds more uppity to me.
Regardless of what you call the season, I know it’s on its way. The persimmons falling are sweet and I am trying my level best to keep the possums away.