Scenes from the Windy Knoll

Even though we’re beginning to get a little rain, the yard is beautiful with its covering of different kinds of leaves — the different colors are outstanding.  Yes, I know beauty is in the eyes of the beholder but. . . . .

Look deep in the background of the Cypress picture — its needles have just fallen and the ground is rust colored.  Of course, the picture does not begin to show the beauty — and another thing,  I’m not a photographer.

The Gingko only stays yellow a day or two and I had good intentions of making a picture at its height, but. . . .    The yard is literally covered with leaves — but now they are only ecru colored.  The shape of the leaf is pretty to begin with.  I don’t know how many years I’ve had students come here to get a Gingko leaf for their leaf collection.

The front yard is brown with water oak leaves and Sister thinks she sees a squirrel move down in my favorite scope of woods.

A myriad of jobs await, but we can enjoy the ground strutting its color as we ponder how to get all the raking done.  When John had the old lawn mower he could take leaves up with it, but he has graduated to a new John Deere and doesn’t have an attachment for it.  I’ll bet one could be had though.

One day this week we set out a dozen baby hydrangeas — some labelled — some not.  Labels or not the color will be pretty.  We’ll have to hope for the Spring to cooperate as a late frost can damage blooms on some of these plants.

With rain here, we’ll spend lots of time at the puzzle table.  The one we’re working on now advertises Coca Cola — it has 1,000 pieces and about that many different colors.  I’ll bet the words “Coca Cola” are on it 15 times. Whatever, it’s all country living.