Sunday, November 14—
Halloween was two weeks ago! And the pumpkins are beautiful in their decay.
It’s that November sky again, a wintry sky that could mean rain or snow.
A day of gray sky, gray cars, gray houses, and the gold and amber and orange colors of the remaining leaves on the bushes and trees. There’s a Japanese maple down the street from me that is the brightest red, now. It is as red as the red right out of a crayon box.
Leaves are flying in the wind and rain. There’s the sound of rakes and leaf blowers. I really don’t like leaf blowers. I used to think the people who use them are jerks, but I have found there are friendly people, too. They think rakes are too old-school, and they just want to get the job done. They don’t think about noise pollution, and environmental pollution. What would they think of a broom?
An old-fashioned broom, sweeping the front porch steps, a porch for shelter out of the rain.
And now a mix of light rain, and a few flakes of snow!
Friday, we saw the first snow of the season. It was surprising and tentative, there was a little snow on the grassy surfaces, and snow on the leaves. Soon, it melted away.
Yes, real snow is coming, and then it will be time for the shovels and snow blowers and winter boots. But there is such beauty in these November days, the falling leaves and bare trees, beauty in the changing seasons.