Leaves heavy wet in the ground
We can enjoy the colorful company packed in
They have turned to rich and golden
Outside the nearest tree is reddest for all to enjoy.
November has given itself for enjoyment.
Remembers the best of fall
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
Leaves heavy wet in the ground
We can enjoy the colorful company packed in
They have turned to rich and golden
Outside the nearest tree is reddest for all to enjoy.
November has given itself for enjoyment.
Remembers the best of fall
This is the blue to dab
with titanium white
to reach the color of the sky.
my oh my.
now it looks like the leaves were never touched. They pile thick and high. A few more were shook loose and fell.
I haven't seen leaves so thick for a while. Reminds me of my pond. I bet those frogs are well packed-in this morning. I haven't seen them for a while but i can imagine.
not walking out there now
only looking, holy cow.
the out of doors is filled with sunny beauty.
a great November day open in solid sunshine.
light golden rays settle over the morning.
Autumn leaves have finished turning.
What do you think, beautiful, eh?
the reostat quit so we changed it.
all was fine for a few hours.
next day the new one quit.
The house was cold.
so we fixed it all again.
everything unfixed
ran well after we fixed it again.