Woke up this morning to our first hard frost . . . green grass sugared with white, sky a brilliant blue, yellow marigolds and red dahlias reduced to blackened pulp.

I had many vivid dreams last night, including one involving band practice, another violinist, and some kind of Catholic ritual which I can't remember and undoubtedly wasn't really Catholic but just goofy. I also dreamed that my cheap high school violin bow broke and I was grumpy about having to go shopping for a similarly cheap replacement. And for some reason I dreamed that Tom was storing food in our silverware drawer. Two of these dreams have some relationship to each other and to real life, but food in the silverware drawer?

And the Pharisees and Sadducees came, and to test him they asked him to show them a sign from heaven. He answered them, "When it is evening, you say, 'It will be fair weather; for the sky is red.' And in the morning, 'It will be stormy today, for the sky is red and threatening.' You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times." 

--Matthew 16: 1-3

Yes, I opened the Bible randomly, and, yes, this was the first passage I read. Curiouser and curiouser.