The lowest our thermometer showed was 38 degrees early this morning but there is white stuff that suspiciously resembles frost on a couple of our outbuilding roofs. As far as I can tell, nothing settled on the garden.
Looks to be a lovely, sunny, although cooler day, but rain is forecast for almost all the rest of the week. If that happens, it will be welcomed as we are very dry and forest fires (nothing serious in our immediate area so far) have been popping up all over. I'm grateful we got adequate moisture for the garden growing season but it's not good to be so dry in the fall when all the trees and underbrush are losing their moisture content.
I don't watch many movies. A couple of days ago I was in our library and saw the book, "Albert Nobbs," and considered checking it out. But then I spied the movie of the same name in the DVD section so I opted to take that. After dinner last night, I sat down to watch it.
Oh. My. Gosh.
The story is not a pleasant one; it's a raw tale of the servant class in Dublin, Ireland, in the 1800s. But the acting is knock-your-socks-off fantastic! Glenn Close and Janet McTeer were, in my estimation, magnificent. I don't know if the makeup artists for the movie won any awards, but they should have. I had never heard of Janet McTeer before so Googled her and was amazed to see she is a beautiful woman. Nothing you would ever suspect from her physical presence in the movie. If you find yourself in a mood for a movie that isn't light and fluffy and funny (my usual selection), watch "Albert Nobbs."
I had planned on spending most of the day today outside doing more yard and garden clean-up but a sore throat kept me from sleeping soundly last night. I had an inkling all day yesterday that some germies were trying to get a grip on me and that seems to have materialized. Dang. (Where the heck did I pick up this sore throat?) Well, I'm tougher than any ol' little germ so if I can keep a sensible (ha!) mindset, I'll lay low today, hit the homeopathic remedies, make sure a lot of liquid flushes through my whole system and do what I can to soothe my throat. Right now I feel like somebody has stolen every ounce of energy from my body. Is it permissible to get back into your jammies at 10:30 in the morning?