When I hear the wind blowing the drying leaves outside and the temperatures are warm enough to coax me outside without a jacket . . .
I like to pretend these lovely days will be with us for another month at least.
Autumn seems really late this year.
We remarked 2 weeks ago that the tulip tree in the backyard hadn't changed color at all ..
and the oak tree hadn't lost a leaf.
Thursday of last week ..
the master painter turned the oak tree rust.
All that is left now is one good wind and we'll be out there raking and blowing them all to the field where they can winter as they please.
Since I took these pictures. .
the trees have begun to serioulsy shed.
I love crunching through leaves ..
always have. .and always will.
All for now. .