It’s that time of year here on the east coast of the United States, Autumn has arrived, and along with it come the chilly winds that strip the trees of their beautiful foliage and leave us with, well, leaves. While they were quite appealing when they were still on the trees, now they are a nuisance. They need to be raked, blown, bagged and put out for pick-up, before they do damage to the lawn that you worked so hard to maintain all summer long.
But that is the price we pay for living here. And complaining won’t get them in the bag, now will it? So excuse me, while I go look for my wife’s rake?
Have a top-shelf Tuesday everyone,
The wind has dispatched,
the leaves at last,
gone are the yellows and reds.
Exposing the thatch,
where young birds were hatched,
and where the squirrels lay down their heads.
The orange and green,
have too, left the scene,
and clutter around at the base.
And, there await a good clean,
afore they rest in between,
the ground, and the snow then encased.
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