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Three hours and 16 bags of leaves later, my yard is once again ready for trees to dump their leaves all over it in the never-ending cycle of life.
Just yesterday I was admiring the beauty of the Fall colors. Now, even after a shower, I'm still sneezing bits of Fall color out of my sinuses.
Bah humbug to Fall colors!
(Well, I don't really mean that, he says, looking out the front window at the gorgeous reds and yellows still clinging to the neighbors' trees.)
PS: Wow, LJ wanted to post this SIX hours in the future. Cool. Perhaps because leaves changing is a sign of time passing.
PPS: I've been acutely feeling time passing of late. Don't know why; I guess I've felt a bit in stasis for so long, out of time. Time to re-join the linear flow of time.
Best,
Chris
Just yesterday I was admiring the beauty of the Fall colors. Now, even after a shower, I'm still sneezing bits of Fall color out of my sinuses.
Bah humbug to Fall colors!
(Well, I don't really mean that, he says, looking out the front window at the gorgeous reds and yellows still clinging to the neighbors' trees.)
PS: Wow, LJ wanted to post this SIX hours in the future. Cool. Perhaps because leaves changing is a sign of time passing.
PPS: I've been acutely feeling time passing of late. Don't know why; I guess I've felt a bit in stasis for so long, out of time. Time to re-join the linear flow of time.
Best,
Chris