Like Autumn leaves...

Buckets and buckets full of autumn leaves....

Wonderful beautiful crimson autumn leaves.

But what to do with so many of them,

or how to collect them?  

 

I've never seen this amount of leaves in my life... I see people everywhere blowing autumn leaves off their lawns... blowing them back to the wind which brought them down I suppose.   At least that's what I like to think. 

 

 

You see, I haven't been able to figure out this one yet... where do all these leaves that are being blown off lawns and yards go to... to someone's else's lawn? So yes, leaves must go back to the wind that brought them down and they swirl and twirl and spin around until finally they all go away to far faraway places... that must be it. Right?
 

I've never used a leaf blower before. So today I raked and raked for hours... raked the leaves off the grass down onto the forest below... leaves are food for the forest anyway, so I suppose they're at home there...

I have enough autumn leaves to bring some inside for decoration. From the maple tree—small wispy limbs to add color and warmth...

 

I also did some tidying up in our back porch—put all the flower pots in place; ready now to be filled up with some loveliness, and my statues are each finding their special place in their new habitat... I am happy.

I am scarcely footsteps away from the edge of my forest, and the whole of the space between our house and the forest brims all day long with warm bright light kissed by the cherry hues of autumn.

In the early afternoon the base of the forest on the back of the house looks like water, and sunlight filtering through thin tree branches like quivering reflections of daylight stars... truly magical.

Maybe I should have waited a little longer to do this, but I couldn't resist the temptation, and planted two Peach Drift Rose in the heavy mossy container that the old couple who used to live here long time ago left behind when they left... they're so deer to me and so lovely—both, the old couple whom I'd never had the honor meeting, and the containers... so heavy and green with moss and time... and the Peach Drift roses look perfect in it... I'm so looking forward to those lovely golden yellow and peach flowers! They're suppose to attract butterflies and be resistant to drought, insects, diseases, mildew and heat. So they say.  Amazing, isn't it! Ah, but I'm talking about planting roses in November!  Can you believe that! I'm still dumbfounded about that!  I'm just amazed!

 

Oh and have I mentioned that three of the rooms in our house are carpeted in a 1960 blue carpet? Yeah! 

  

 

Hope you have a lovely evening my friend!