When I moved to The Big O - I was told on several occasions in some form of Midwest glee, "Oh sure we get snow, but we get all four seasons!" Isn't that lovely? Sure it is, especially when it happens in five days.
Monday: Isn't this tree beautiful? Oh how I love fall and the beautiful leaves delighting in all the colors and splendor! I know all these leaves will fall soon. Thus the name of the season and all. But even then - we love to gather all the leaves and the kids frolic and play in them. The kids are playing in the leaves with long sleeve shirts on. No jackets.
Tuesday: Uh, wow - the leaves fell. I run over and apologize to my neighbor as the leaves are blowing into his yard. I have no time for leaf pile jumping until tomorrow. And it looks like theres just a few more leaves to fall before I commit to an afternoon of picking up the leaves. Besides, it's like Disney World - we're doing it once. Neighbor is patient given my leaves in his yard are way prettier than that literal pile of crap in the OTHER neighbors yard. Isn't it a beautiful carpet of red and orange leaves on the contrasting green lawn. It's like yard art.
Wednesday: The rest of the leaves on the tree are now officially on the ground. It's time for my annual celebration of my trust fund baby inheritance, if by "trust fund" you mean leaf blower. The wind is still blowing but the opposite direction of where I want the pile. I strategically angle the leaf blower and the other half of the yard is up to those now very capable third graders. You better help me or I'll be the only one cannon balling into those leaves. Yay for sweatshirts and jeans and Dad's leafblower! We make a pile, they jump.They get bored with it, it turns out leaves are not as soft as they thought. leaves are crunchy and itchy. They disappear. I pick it all up. Life is good.
Friday: What the hell is this? I had to run to the store to get new hats, gloves, and snow pants. Goodbye Fall. That was fun while it lasted - uh, 4 days. I'm off to hibernate with blogging and baking in front of the fireplace going for 6 months straight.
That's how I roll.
Song of the Day: Baby It's Cold Outside - Ella Fitzgerald
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