Obviously, I can't blog every day. It doesn't work for me. This time I have an excuse: I began to really feel the effects of that fall (or possibly something else is wrong) when I wrote the last post. You know I would never wear that purple outfit, not even to bed. Finally, yesterday, I went to the doctor nurse practitioner, who ordered several blood tests and a CT scan of my head. They post results online, and I read them, but maybe I missed something. Nothing seems to show a reason for my headache and sleepiness. I'm waiting for her to call me. Maybe I missed something. She had already assured me there was nothing to be done, except what I've been doing, if it was a concussion. Why do I hesitate about going to doctors? Most of the time they don't have answers, anyway.

Here's a picture of my backyard today. It's a dismal day, but those yellow and red leaves are really cheery.