I’ve solved one problem, it probably won’t be the last.
I figured out why some of my pictures on the new blog would occasionally disappear for no apparent reason. It turns out it has nothing to do with aliens from a different planet, thinking my pictures were a threat to humanity. Who knew?
It appears Squarespace has a "gallery" where all the pictures I put on the blog have to go and, more importantly, have to stay. I didn't realize that pictures had to stay there, so sometimes I would delete them, not knowing that Squarespace links to those pictures until the end of time. When I moved them or deleted them, I broke the link, and that picture on my blog would disappear.
But now I know better, so that won't be happening anymore. It just goes to show that it takes time to get used to new software and even more time when you're geezerly.
In the neighborhood, the leaves are slowly changing to their fall colors, but it's so slow that I think the leaves will probably die and fall off before they change colors. Sometimes, that happens when the weather is too warm and dry, and the trees don't realize that Fall is happening.
A weak cold front is coming through next weekend with high temperatures in the 40s on Saturday and 50s on Sunday, with a 70% chance of rain all day on Saturday. Ordinarily, that wouldn't mean anything to me, except I would hunker down in the camper and not expose myself to chilly weather with high humidity. Unfortunately, Saturday is the last day of the grandkids’ flag football and soccer games, and I should be there. I haven't made up my mind about whether I will or not because it certainly doesn't sound like much fun. I'll have to decide as the event gets closer.
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I've been walking around my daughter's neighborhood, taking a few snapshots of the changing leaves.
A red tree, hardly more than a bush, shows off its bright Fall colors.
The trees are just now getting pretty, but this weekend, a weak cold front is coming through that may abruptly end the Fall leaf season and send all the leaf peepers scurrying for home, at which time the mountains will be cold and beautiful in their solitude until the raucous skiers and snowboarders take over for the winter.