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
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
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
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for Outdoor Wednesdays.