Where is Roger Williams when you need him?
Saturday I spent most of the day picking up leaves on the lawn and mulching them as filler to add to the compost pile. When I was finished I looked up to check how many leaves were still clinging to their branches.
Not many in my trees (upper left corner) … but when I looked at the trees on the other side of the right of way I heard a strange Mwu-ha-ha- ha. Though it could have come from the jet liner passing overhead just as I snapped the photo.
This morning there were a sizable amount of leaves littering the lawn. I tried to teach Mlle. Renee how to fetch leaves and carry them back to the compost pile by bribing her with liver snaps. Once I gave her the liver snap, she turned away and I heard that strange Mwu-ha-ha-ha again.
Posted on November 14, 2011, in MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING! and tagged Autumn Leaves. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
... a somewhat unknown or perhaps imaginary actor, writer, director, producer, photographer, friend, brother, uncle and all round good fellow that you really should get to know because he lives with that most glamorous fourpaw Mademoiselle Renee. (Mlle. Renee for short)
She’s sneaky, that one.
Is that a Southwest jet? I’m on their flight path for Hobby Airport. You know I’m already not a good flyer, and these days, jets are wigging me out because I’ve started watching “Lost.” Eep!
Yes indeed that was a Southwest jet. I went into iPhoto, centered on the plane and blew it up to full size and discovered that the belly of the plane was red and the sides were blue — the Southwest color scheme. And I’m on the flight path for the main runway at Lambert. For the scenic landing path planes fly over Illinois and cross the Mississippi for the Gateway Arch view and then the turn and follow I-70 to the main runway. I live two and a half blocks north of I-70