I took a walk around the family acreage to observe the fall scenery and keep seeing dusky blues and swarthy plum purples.
I guess October colors aren't always gold and orange.
Marty is our mystery bird. A classic peacock, he showed up on our property one day with clipped wings and pulled feathers. Now he roosts with the barred-rock chickens and the white down-feathered ducks.
His plumage feathers are growing back slowly, but it's still an interesting lesson present.
Beauty is never gone forever.
It fact, it never ceases to come back 'round.
"Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it."