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As fall speeds to meet winter, there are few things more wondrous than crunchy, crispy, crackling leaves. The cold reached the high twenties (F) this morning causing the leaves to break rather than just crunch. The noise was spectacular amidst the quiet.

I still get confused looks when I say "pencil crayons," even in my own house.

It's a Canadian thing.

If I didn't know any better I would think it's just waiting for creativity to strike. It's like a box of crayons and blank sheet or nails and wood - just waiting to be made into something big, useful, or beautiful.

Deep thoughts end here.

My family and I went to a local park last Sunday and while I was putting on 100 SPF sunblock, I took off my ring and placed it in the trunk of our vehicle.

And then I forgot.

I frequently take my ring off for dishes, procedures at work, sleeping, typing, etc, so when I discovered it absent on Monday. I thought I would be able to locate it rather quickly.

I was wrong. My wife described her feelings as, 'I had a sad moment.'

I couldn't find that piece of metal for three days, but that changed when I was loading groceries into our vehicle...and tada!

And now it is safe...until next time.