chick in kiev

So it’s that most wonderful time of the year where the leaves are falling off the trees, the days are getting shorter and I finally get to drag out the boots and jackets and scarves I’ve been missing the past few months.

Squirrels are setting aside nuts for a long winter ahead:

I’m digging the mix of fall colors, Kiev style:

I also have been taking Chauncey on long leasurely weekend strolls and I’ve found a few more signs etc that I just love. The one I’ll share today - is it a bar or a doctor’s office or maybe a bar for pets? I’ll have the snaketini, prajalsta.

There has also been a guy carving (what I’m guessing are) dead trees in my neighborhood. I like this one who looks like he’s trying to get a taxi and a bird landed on his hand.

Or maybe his hand IS a bird. I won’t judge, he’s differently abled.

Chauncey, on the other hand, totally judges. He’s a total baby about the colder weather, but I’m holding off on putting jackets or sweaters on him when we go out because I feel like a bit of a jackass. I guess once it goes below 0, I’ll likely bundle my little fuzzball up.

I’m home sick today with a bad sore throat and a cough and fever, which seems to be going around. I was in bed all day yesterday, too, watching movies and feeling sorry for myself. When I took C out for a walk this morning, I noticed how awesomely foggy it was - we rarely get fog here. So I took this out my window (because, again, sick, not heading back out there until I have to) and I know this is going to sound stupid, but I didn’t realize how much the leaves had already fallen from the trees until I saw this photo.

It’s pretty much time for another winter in Kiev, I guess. Brrrrr.