Bare trees and leaf carpets

Election is history! So is the Melbourne Cup.  What was most interesting about the Cup was the fashions that were sported there.  I logged onto the net for pictures of the Who's Who of Melbourne Cupdom fashion forward ladies and I was amazed and rather disappointed.  Amazed at the gamut of dresses and fabrics, and hemlines that were high-water or low tide...........hard to decide.  What was disappointing was the construction of the clothes.  Some seemed to be definitely amateur and home made with wrinkles and catches where they should not have been while others were not obedient to the curves of the female body and they emphasized places that should have been camouflaged.  Most of the color schemes seemed to me to be rather cacophonous and the lines created by seams, peplums, collars, over skirts, gaping arm holes and plunging necklines did little to glamorize the wearer.  But then on the other hand, one only has to go to the Mall  here on the weekend to see equally bizarre combinations.  I guess originality is the aim but obedience to line, design, and color etc. would definitely improve the situation.
Fall has arrived here in full splendor with fiery colors on some of the maples and blazing golds on the Aspens.  A house down on the lower end of Rosser street had a magnificent yellow tree in the front yard this morning and this afternoon, after a wind sprung up, they have a bare tree and a magnificent yellow carpet of leaves on their front lawn.  the temperature has dropped considerably since this morning and it has even rained.  They are threatening us with snow from a weather system that has traveled from Alaska to here.
Yesterday my beading group went out to Prescott Valley to eat lunch at a Thai Restaurant that is not much bigger than a hole in the wall.  The food was really good.  We went from there to Jeannine's house to do beading for the afternoon.  I am quite proud of myself because I finally figured out how to do the St. Petersberg Chain.  In this group one dare not bring up anything political because it erupts in fireballs across the table so it is best left alone.  However, when I was at the grocery store, I overheard one worker lament to the other that he was really sad that Mitt Romney did not win. 
I do not know how one defines winning in a political race.  The one who garners the most votes inherits the problems of government and the one who garners the least votes, gets to go home and relax. So who won?
In any case, I still have to finish Lyla's quilt, make quilts for the boys, rake leaves, feed the birds, cook the meals, clean up the house, and resume life as best I can.  Things don't change much on the local level.
The best part of this season of the year is the eye candy at the various craft shows that are now upon us.  Tomorrow is the quilt show and boutique of the Lonesome Valley Quilters, Saturday is the Spinners and Weavers show and they have combined with the wood turners, next week is the Victorian Craft Show and the Shepherd of the Hills bazaar.  I missed these events in Maine but did get to go to the Maine State Quilt show and two shows out at the Longfellows Green House on Puddleduck Lane in Manchester.