Ok, well, perhaps it was a couple of hours…but still. In one afternoon the leaves on our old, ridiculous lovely willow tree–which are still green by-the-way– just came launching down, half burying the driveway in the process. Now, if we could just get them all scooped up and plopped down into the garden for next year. That would be wonderful.
I love leaves.
But wait. By the next morning we had this…
which turned into this.
I love snow.
But here’s the dilemma–the ground may look like this–right now, but the tree still looks…
like…this. I know, a busload of leaves still up there–right?
Our tree needs to get with it. It’s November already, for Pete’s sake.
Sheesh.
So, in the next few days, if the snow melts and we get back to seeing green–so to speak–perhaps between all the turkey and stuffing and pie and potatoes, we’ll find a way to toss all those silly leaves out back and maybe…just maybe, there’ll be hope for next year’s garden. Either way.
I love Autumn.
“You simply will not be the same person two months from now after consciously giving thanks each day for the abundance that exists in your life. And you will have set in motion an ancient spiritual law: the more you have and are grateful for, the more will be given you.”
— Sarah Ban Breathnach
I really do love the willow trees… but they can be pretty spazzy when it comes to their seasonal behavior! 😉 Ha ha ha! I’m crossing my fingers that we can get some of those leaves into the garden too! 😉
I LOVE. THIS. POST. You nailed it on the pictures.
Why…thank you. That means a lot to me.
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