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Oct. 31st, 2012 06:38 amI don’t think the wind chimes have gotten a break in days. I sat this morning for only enough time to drink half a cup of coffee and listened to the still gusty winds and the cacophony. It was 43 degrees when I left the house. I’m in layers AND there is wind outside. My toes are cold. Hello, winter.
One of the highlights of my fall has been a fire-red sugar maple that I pass on the way home after getting the boys. The owners of the tree let the leaves all pile up in the yard like a calico quilt. After Sandy, the tree is stripped bare and all the leaves in the yard are gone. Nature’s own leaf blower, I guess.
We are still trying to decide whether we want to find some indoor trick or treating or venture out into the wind/cold/snow/rain… if that is indeed the way the weather is going to stack up.
This week has been a weird week. Nothing seems normal.
One of the highlights of my fall has been a fire-red sugar maple that I pass on the way home after getting the boys. The owners of the tree let the leaves all pile up in the yard like a calico quilt. After Sandy, the tree is stripped bare and all the leaves in the yard are gone. Nature’s own leaf blower, I guess.
We are still trying to decide whether we want to find some indoor trick or treating or venture out into the wind/cold/snow/rain… if that is indeed the way the weather is going to stack up.
This week has been a weird week. Nothing seems normal.