Autumn has arrived in California. Today was the first day enough rain has fallen to make the street wet since maybe April. The leaves are turning and falling faster and faster, and although this last week we had some days with temperatures in the nineties, it is most certainly getting cooler.

The pomegranates are swelling and developing a rich red color. Time to squeeze some juice.

The local pioneer cemetery is peaceful in it's patch of green amidst a sea of golden brown fields.

Something of a juxtaposition of shapes and colors. By the way, I never saw the dangerous dog.

The grapes are looking good. These are Chardonnay vines my vineyard tending neighbor gave us years ago. I eat them like normal table grapes, and they are actually pretty good, even if they are full of seeds.