FlapJilly and I took a walk through the piled up leaves on her New House Street. The smell turned me back into a little kid, flinging myself into the gigantic pile Daddooooo created under the pin oak tree. He collected them in the basket of the sweeper, dumping load after load in an ever growing pile, crowds of neighborhood kids waiting patiently until he swept them all up.
SIR is going to have to do some serious raking, if the leaves on these trees in his backyard ever decide to leave their branches.
We didn't need jackets as we wandered through the Potowatomie Zoo this morning. I didn't worry about FlapJilly freezing in her I-dripped-lemonade-all-down-myself outfit. She was dry by the time we got to the playground,
after we fed the goats.
I warned you that there wouldn't be much verbiage this week. I'll be back to business next week, dealing with elections and American Democracy. For now, I'm living the good life. Reality does not need to intervene.
Keep reality at bay...this is the only reality any of us need.
ReplyDeleteI am dreading trimming to the real world. This has been a lovely, Trump-free week.
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Yesterday in Tucson we had a very impressive storm cell. There was lightning, thunder and a lot of rain followed by a double rainbow. It was very monsoon-like. It also dropped the temperature, which is good. That's a nice looking back yard.
ReplyDeleteThe weather is better here! Their backyard is fabulous for kids and dogs and gardening and especially for SIR who can now, finally, justify buying a riding mower.
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Yes, this is what fall is like in Indiana! (But to be truthful, it is not always this warm into November.)
ReplyDeleteWe are feeling quite lucky, Little Cheese.
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