It was one of those gorgeous late fall days that kinda resembles an early fall day except with less leaves on the trees. The kind of day when a cat climbs on the giraffe you are trying to repair and you absolutely have to stop and pull out the iPhone, wishing you had time to go in and get your “real” camera but knowing if you do, the cat may just decide to go visit the neighbors while you are gone so you decide to take whatever picture you can get. The type of day where lying on the grass doesn’t happen until after 11a.m. but then it is imperative to lay down and look at the sky, except there is a giraffe in the way so you have to take a picture of that too because, quite frankly, how often have you had a chance to lay on the ground and look up at the under side of a giraffe, even if it is steel. There is a good possibility that it will happen again but perhaps not soon as it is, after all, late fall and frost and snow are not that far away. And you look forward to tomorrow when the generator might work a little better because the mechanical wizard came home from playing golf and has worked his magic on it and also reminded you that the little welder, which you haven’t touched in years, has a dial for regulating the gas which you seem to have forgotten because you are, well, forgetful and old(er) and impatient. But for now you are content to just lie in the grass and contemplate a cat and the underside of a giraffe.