Through the night they fall from high oak trees, clang onto our roof, then bounce onto one of the decks, or onto the driveway that leads to the house. In the morning Jerry will sweep them up . . .again. The winds have increased, the temperature has dropped. Autumn, beautiful autumn, has arrived. The scent of ripening pears from our tree in the back floats through the air. The pears are perfection. Sometimes we eat one out of hand, or again on a small plate beside a slice of cheddar or a scoop of goat cheese.
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8 replies on “The Fall of the Acorns”
Great post. Love you
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Great to read that you have recovered, Shirley. This is such a lovely tribute to autumn, gorgeous photo!
Best regards from the North,
Dina
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Train the squirrels to clear the deck… : )
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What a great idea. I’ll start training first thing in the morning. Thank you for reading and posting here. Blessings always.
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Sweet post! Hope and pray you’re doing better! God bless you and Brother Buxton!
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Hello, Charlotte. Happy to say I seem to be 100% recovered. Feeling wonderful! Thank you for your love and support. Blessings always.
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beautiful Shirley. I love the fall season.
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Love fall, too. I believe it is my favorite season. Love and blessings……..
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