Autumn is working its way down the hillsides. In our valley we are yet to arrive at peak; here near the lake the foliage is deceptively green with patches of vibrant color. The weather remains much too warm and dry, although we had a hard freeze away from the lake a couple of nights ago. I imagine the weather service will now stop issuing frost and freeze advisories. All the while, our garden soldiers on.
Last night we attended a concert of music of the Sephardic Jewish diaspora, as imagined and performed by the Guy Mendilow Ensemble. The program wandered across countries and centuries, from Fifteenth Century Spain and Portugal, to the Holocaust in Sarajevo.