With this week's edition of leaf pick-up complete and a bonfire gradually coming to life out in pasture no. 1, I grabbed my camera, called Kiwi and Kea to the car and pulled out of the driveway.
It was just after 2 p.m. Only a couple of hours left of this year's fall color show.
Snow was forecast for this morning, so I was sure the leaf drop overnight would be significant.
Well, we're still waiting for the snow, but I do have photos, just in case yesterday afternoon's sunny skies provided the last photographic advantage of the year.
My choices of where to go were off base a bit.
I should have gone west rather than north and east. After all the sun was moving toward the west, and it would be better to be at a distance from those scenes.
Still, I managed a few decent photos with my occasional car stops.
Seemed like I had followed some of the same routes on a photo hunt this time last year, but I'm pretty sure this time last year, it was raining.
Seemed like that was all it did for months last year.
Yesterday I went up Elmira way into Christmas-tree growing country.
Which reminds me: Betsy, I still haven't figured out where you live.
I did like your tamarack photo on Facebook and must tell you there were a couple of times I almost got out of the car to do an up close and personal with a couple of tamaracks alongside the road. They're so beautiful this time of year.
Some of the best photos were taken right along our very own road.
Jack Filipowski's cows always look pretty in their fields, any time of the year.
Yesterday they were basking in the sun.
And, the old Burt place (I think I've got that right), with its double silos has probably been photographed a time or two.
I'm still seeing a clear sky out my east window and do wonder what happened to that snow.
Not that I'm anxious to see it!
The horses had a good night, though. All the menagerie in the barn (two cats, one old yellow lab and three horses) managed to stay out of each other's way.
And, it didn't take me very long to get back into the shoveling rhythm this morning while country tunes and gabbing from the Morning Stampede on 102.5 came blasting from the radio.
Heather, after several months off, has maintained her title as "neatest of the neatest" in overnight horse-apple dropping.
I happily leave her stall until last and view it as a reward. Dear Heather leaves her deposits all in a tidy pile in north part of her stall. Very easy pickup, indeed.
Meanwhile, Lily and Lefty remain indiscriminate about where to let it drop.
So, no snow but back in morning manure mode. And, as I said to Bill this morning, "It's gotta start sometime."
As the beat goes on, the routine will reach a new norm, the leaf pickup will continue in increments and we'll soon be well into winter.
So, good bye to what has been a lovely autumn.
Happy Thursday to all and Happy Birthday to our dear daughter-in-law.
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