Endorphin girl took me out for a lunch date today. We rarely have a Saturday without some child related sport activity.

Scene from a party Kyle attended of the guys he likes to hang with.

On average, I drive past a dozen horses everyday on my commute to work. This morning, one was leaning over his fence nibbling on the grass. I hopped out of the car and walked over to him. He was very friendly and seemed to enjoy being stroked. He was less interested, however, in posing for me.

Few things are more beautiful than Nature at it’s simplest.

My cousin Vincent was in the area on business and was able to spend the night with us. My best childhood memories center around times spent with Vincent and our crazy adventures together. We share a passion for invention and engineering, and it was wonderful catching up with him.

I broke out my macro lens and did not have to look far for a fascinating subject.

I stopped on the way home from my soccer match this morning to capture this scene. I had to fight my way through brush and brambles and then jump out onto a log in the river to get this view. The match was a big disappointment. Had we won, we would have placed first in our division and been promoted to the next level. With 25 seconds remaining in the match we gave up an own goal and had to settle for a 1-1 tie. There is still a mathematical possibility we will win the division but we let a certain championship slip through our fingers.

Maya and her good friend Sarinnagh are sitting by the side of the road, watching the horses in the field across the street. Maya scored 4 goals in her game this morning.

Today, I sold my Mercedes SUV. She served me well, and I will remember her fondly. Alas, the Audi is now averaging 35mpg to work, and I feel more environmentally conscientious.

Another touch of color from a bouquet I gave to Jeanine.

A serene scene from this morning.

Yellows have not been too bad this year. Downtown Concord.

Kyle and Nicolai comparing their hauls.

Maya and her friend Julie are preparing to make their trick-or-treat excursion. Maya ran almost the entire route, leaving the father exhausted. She did not fall for the “do you want me to carry your candy ploy,” nor did she feel compelled to offer me candy in exchange for the protection from swamp monsters I provided all evening.