It’s late fall. The bags of raked leaves have been picked up by the town so once I got down to business today raking some they ended up on my compost. It is still mild, the kale is holding on despite frost, the Swiss chard not so much anymore. No one really wonders what happens to all those gorgeous red, orange, golden leaves composing the New England foilage. It just makes for a lot of dry leaves to rake once it is over. Kitchn, the neighbor cat, caught a mouse and showed his David Beckham/Michael Jordan moves. He also featured a shaved hind leg with a long fresh scar. He has had adventures, too. 9 lives minus one.