I went running last week through an autumn world washed in morning sunlight. There were so many things to see, so much beauty, that after I'd returned home I took my camera and drove around town snapping pictures of everything I'd admired along the way.



There was a tree-lined street where the mayor lives... and apparently the mayor's cat! :)



She was perched in a tree feeling quite put out with me for disturbing her hunting ambush (I like birds, so I was not apologetic).



When it finally dawned on her that I was not leaving, she wiggled down the tree and ran off into the golden universe. It was the first time I'd had a chance to stand and laugh with the mayor's wife, who stood calling out to her kitty as she pranced indignantly into the mouse-filled meadow.