My Son the Hobbit?

Some bloggers I frequent do "Wordless Wednesday."

On Wordless Wednesday they post one picture. That's it.



I am starting a variation of it today. It will be a way to limit the mid-week time I spend on posting.

But mine will be called Nearly Wordless Wednesday.

So here goes.

NOTE: So here goes after numerous attempts! First, I couldn't load any pictures. I went off and studied and then had lunch. Then I got the pictures loaded, and was in the middle of posting when the power went off here--probably due to those cold and persistent winds that I mention below! So I studied some more. And when the power came back, I did, too, and finished my post, and tried to post it. And blogger was down for scheduled maintenance!
Is the third time the charm???

So here goes my maiden post of Nearly Wordless Wednesday. I hope...






It's late fall.

The cold temperatures are making the Aspens turn color rapidly.

Cold winds are blowing clouds across the Sandia front from the northwest. The winds are brisk and strong.

This morning the temperature was below freezing and the temperature at eleven o'clock was only 40 degrees (F).

N. was outside at eleven.

See how he's wearing a sweatshirt?
His hands are in his pockets, protected from the cold winds.

But notice the feet.

He thinks he's a Hobbit.




Sigh. Shoes are something you wear when your mother is cold.