Leaves and more leaves

Fall comes in a big way in my neighborhood because

the street is lined with 60-year old oak trees. 

I have two that stand as guards at the entry of my driveway.

This one has lost about half it's leaves. 

 

And this one is refusing to let them go.

 

You can clean the gutters one day, but the next day you'd 

never know.

 

My house sits back quite a ways from the street, so 

it's a long way to the curb.  But if I can get them there,

the city (bless their hearts) comes along  a couple times

a week and sucks them up. 

 

One side of the yard done ~  other side to go.  Then I can do it

all over again tomorrow.

 While fall is one of my favorite seasons, the part of raking

leaves I never look forward to.  It consumes part of

October, all of November, and even lingers into December.   

Lest I sound like I'm complaining, I really do love my

trees and couldn't imagine living in a neighborhood

without them.

~ 

Today the skies are moody blue and there is a chill in the wind.

I couldn't help but think of a favorite childhood story

from " Winnie The Pooh and the Blustery Day".

Pooh's Blustery Day video

Hum dum dum ditty dum

Hum dum dum

Oh the wind is lashing lustily

And the trees are thrashing thrustily

And the leaves are rustling gustily

So it's rather safe to say

That it seems that it may turn out to be

It feels that it will undoubtedly 

It looks like a rather blustery day, today

It sounds that it may turn out to be

Feels that it will undoubtedly

Looks like a rather bluster day today

Written by Richard M.  Sherman & Robert B. Sherman 

I'm joining The Tablescaper for 

Season Sundays

and

A Southern Daydreamer

for Outdoor Wednesdays.