So mucbh for technology. If this post had gone as planned, you would have seen the beautiful fall colors of New England.

That picture may show up — it must be stuck in one of the many tubes (or is it pipes?) that make up the Internets.

And what fall colors, you ask? No, I’m not talking about *those* fall colors. The brilliant yellows, oranges, reds — believe it or not we do find ourselves taking all that for granted.

It’s the green and yellow of soccer — these kids actually have reversible shirts for home/away, and youngest daughter has had hers for enough years that it’s really dingy and faded.

Oldest daughter played soccer for one season but it wasn’t really her thing. Softball, volleyball — she does really well at those. And middle son, he’s a baseball man all the way. Youngest likes softball, too, but she wanted to be different — I guess it’s a third thing.

I played soccer as a kid, and I’d swear the game was different then — the positions, anyway. I don’t remember being really into it, though — basebll and hockey were my sports, with emphasis on the latter.

The little girls — not so little anymore, really, at 10-and-under — wasn’t that long ago they’d all crowd around the ball. Now they’re covering the whole field, playing positions, passing, scoring goals. It’s almost like watching real sports! As seen on TV, even!

I wouldn’t be watching soccer on TV, though. I have been watching the Red Sox playoff games. Not so much during the regular season — I guess that makes me more of a cold-weather fan.

So there’s the red of fall and plenty of blue to go with it. Yesterday my Sox shirt was blue, today’s is red.

One of the baseball moms just mentioned the Patriots. “The who?” I said. “Oh, you’re being funny,” she realized. That is my middle name, after all.

Green, yellow, orange, red, blue. Let’s not forget the white, though — that’s a fall color in New England, too! I shudder to think of it.