Starting to let go.
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OK, four. Winter snow clinging to the branches can look quite nice in certain light, too.
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Do you go out each morning and count the leaves that have fallen? Or count the leaves still left on the tree?
Just how do you determine how many have let go?
I hope the wind blows the other way so you aren’t left with the raking up job.
As a kid I was paid (by mother) $.25 a bushel basket of leaves. At $.10 for a Saturday afternoon of cartoons and feature at the theater, it was a pretty good deal.
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Your mom was generous, ladysighs. No counting for me. General estimates are OK.
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I do even love the bare branches in winter, but the fall provides endless bursts of color
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Yes, even the bare branches have their allure, you have a good point (as do they), Beth.
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