Pastoral and pigskin.

On Friday I ran along my old route in Columbia, Missouri, my college town. I ran west toward Scotts Boulevard, past the church and the golf course, past the playgrounds and the subdivisions, and stopped along a dirt road to take some photos.

Gray, gloomy skies don't make Missouri any less beautiful. This farmhouse, guarded by barbed wire and a thick wall of holly, looked especially proud against the clouds and strong cold breeze.

Ripe holly stood out against the greens and browns and grays. It also reminded me that Christmas is now just two months away.

If not for the rain I might have snuck past that fence for some close-up shots and fun-seeking, but menacing sprinkles demanded I make tracks.

My adventure outside the farm served as inspiration for Saturday's outfit at the Homecoming game. I channeled the sky and earth in white jeans, a white pointelle cotton tuxedo shirt, gold belt, brown leather handbag, and (of course!) the beloved olive drab fatigue jacket. All pieces are by J. Crew. On my feet are the peep-toe, heeled brogues by Nine West. The lipstick is Lancome L'Absolu Rouge in (just like the holly) Berry Noir.

Standing next to me (and equally well-dressed) is one of my oldest and dearest friends Kristen B., author of White Gloves and Party Manners. She wore a black Merino wool cape by Ann Taylor Loft and a beaded black and gold headband by Belle.