In October we traditionally drive the convertible up the Mississippi and stay over a night somewhere. Sometimes its one of the little river towns, but this time we returned to the St. James Hotel in Red Wing, mercifully far enough from railroad tracks to allow for a good night's sleep. This year, as last, we scored a couple warm and pretty days, and reveled in Wisconsin back road beauty.
This is also the second year I am leading twilight tours for the Rock County Historical Society, the only ones that I dress up for. A friend who has a sign business made me a sign as a gift, though he made a "typo" spelling cemetery. Ah well, people know the tour is on, and the gift of the sign was a sweet thing. Mama always said I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, and she was right. People are pouring into the tours, and we get a laugh over the sign.
Now go out and enjoy these days before it gets cold.