Finding a bright spot

Charting the process of the falling leaves there and here in our backyard, I note a patch of red hanging up and out. Past our shed. Past the neighbor’s white house. Yes, on the next block, big color that won’t yet fall.

A lot can fall in a week

After the mowing of the lawn last Saturday, I srote of how many leaves remained up on the trees. Yesterday, many had found their way to the lawn. (And pool cover.) But, no, it is not yet time to take the lawn mower out of the shed for one more mow.