What does my white mulberry tree know that no other tree knows? What is the secret that the wind whispers to it during the night? Only the tree knows; I don’t. But every year, and not at the same time each year, it drops all or almost all of its leaves on the ground. Oh, […]
Nov 3, 2023
Frosty
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The sun still hasn’t managed to tip the treetops. Somewhere in the east, it is slowly making its way to the horizon but it isn’t there yet. We’ve had our first really cold snap and what will the future hold, weather-wise? Hard to say. Don’t forget that tomorrow it’s time to fall back an hour! […]
Nov 5, 2022
Indian Summer
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Indian Summer by Blanche Day Manos First, a faint and smoky color creeps across the blue horizon, And the warmth of many campfires seems to hover in the air; Then the leaves turn brown like buckskin on the trees the night wind sighs in, While the lovely Indian summer passes softly as a prayer.
Nov 22, 2021
As Crisp As Cornflakes
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Children’s books hold a lot of wisdom, information, and joy. One of my favorites is Four Puppies, A Little Golden Book. The four puzzled puppies couldn’t understand the change of seasons and weather changes. But, the friendly squirrel in the hickory tree always set them straight. In the fall, “leaves as crisp as cornflakes” covered […]
Nov 17, 2021
A Carpet of Gold
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A carpet of gold stretches across my front lawn and the maple has lost its glory. The last few days, the wind has done its part in whisking leaves from trees and spreading them on the ground. The white mulberry hangs onto its leaves and they are mostly still green. It is a different sort […]
Apr 19, 2021
Beginning Again
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It looked to me like there could have been a light frost last night, at least, on the neighbor’s roofs. The cold front is supposed to arrive tomorrow. I just had a sobering thought. If the temperature really hits 28 degrees, will all these lovely, green leaves be killed and will the trees have to […]
