FALL IS FALLING …

  Well, at least it seems that way with all the leaves I’ve been cleaning up for the last several weeks.  Ok, I actually spent more time sitting on the edge of the couch watching baseball games. Please note, sitting on the edge of the couch does not qualify you as being a couch-potato … especially when you’re going through alternating bouts of depression and elation.  And in the Wicket City it’s not over until you see the Clydesdales clomp down Market Street.

So while I might not have been faithfully tending to written endeavors, I have been collecting some images of the arrival of the fall season.

I was able to talk to the animals …   … well, at least a llama …

and some funky chickens …  … at the Forest Park Forever Fall Family Fun Fest. Ok, I realize that one of the chickens was really a duck.

I followed the growth of what I was sure was going to be the world’s largest toadstool  or other unknown fungi.    … until somebody cut across the lawn and decapitated it … 

I actually measured the oldest tree in the neighborhood I wrote about several weeks ago …  … it’s actually an aspen or popular tree and it is 25-feet in circumference.  You can figure out what the diameter is.

I also photographed what is probably The Last Rose Of Summer even if it is fall … 

And I captured a totally fantastic sunset …

Yes, that little dot is the moon … 

And that bird is trying to fly over it.

Finally, my hibiscus plants are trying to outdo themselves as you can see from this photo taken today November 8.

And that’s all for fall.   Except for raking up the leaves.