This is the final autumn leaves photo you’ll have to endure from me until next year. Paul, aka FLOOG (click here for his photo blog), on my previous macro leaf posting said the leaves looked like leather drying or bats hanging upside down. It does look a little batty. My dogs are driving me a little batty right now. I just got done feeding them and I try to keep Buster quiet for at least a half an hour afterwards. Kind of like swimming. If he gets rambunctious or exercises, he pukes. Well, the boys just got done running laps around the house. Not one or two laps, but a bunch of laps. We’ll see if his food stays where it is supposed to.
Today, as I rode by,
I saw the brown leaves dropping from their tree
In a still afternoon,
When no wind whirled them whistling to the sky,
But thickly, silently,
They fell, like snowflakes wiping out the noon;
And wandered slowly thence
For thinking of a gallant multitude
Which now all withering lay,
Slain by no wind of age or pestilence,
But in their beauty strewed
Like snowflakes falling on the Flemish clay.
— Margaret Postgate Cole
Not! I have at least one more that I’ve been saving through the month of November. I noticed a tree at the office last night on the way home that had finally dropped most of it’s leaves. Today I shall take a photo or two. Then there will be more.
I have today off from work – actually the rest of the week. Yay!! I stopped and bought groceries last night after work in anticipation of Thanksgiving. Lots and lots of groceries. My son will be doing most of the cooking when he gets here on Thursday morning with a couple of friends, but today I will be baking pies and bread. And cleaning. Lots and lots of cleaning.
For the first time in quite a while we will be having a traditional Thanksgiving meal, with turkey and stuffing, mashed potaotes, green bean casserole, scalloped corn, etc. Except my son will be putting his own spin on things. He’ll be cutting the breast off the bone, tying it together and roasting it and then poaching the legs and thighs in oil – low and slow, not fried hot. A turkey confit, if you will.
My other son and his girlfriend will be spending Thanksgiving at her parents, since they were here last year. I remember having to split the holiday, but our parents lived in the same town! It was more of an afternoon at one place and the evening at the other. They will be stopping through town for a short visit on Sunday on their way back home. That’ll be nice.
So what are your plans? Traveling? Staying home? Cooking? Going out to eat? Friends and family? Volunteering?
Another photo for Maya’s challenge at Springtree Road to post November photos in black and white – click here for more info and more wonderful photos.
I’m really loving fall this year. Maybe it’s because I have a great camera, a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi, in case you were wondering. You all are going to get so tired of macro shots of leaves. And, yes, I can say “you all” – I lived in Oklahoma for about six horrible months when I was in high school. I swore when we moved there that I wouldn’t say “you all”, but within a few months I was joining right in. It’s hard NOT to when everyone else is saying it! Thankfully we moved back to Nebraska and I lost that need to say it. Actually, I think the locals probably said “ya’ll”.
Also, when you move from Nebraska to Oklahoma, shortly after LOSING to Oklahoma in college football, you have a hard time living down the loss and once the other kids find out where you are from, you tend to be bombarded with the Boomer Sooner fight song , which basically consists of two words…”Boomer” and “Sooners”. I hate the Boomer Sooner fight song.
BTW, there seems to be a continuing problem with the Monotone theme that I’m using, as well as many other photobloggers. The theme is supposed to match the background with a color in the photo – pretty smart, huh? Well, it isn’t working right now and keeps throwing a white background into the mix. I’ve been assured that WordPress is working on the problem, but there obviously has been no resolution yet. Soon, I hope – I want my color back!
This solitary Tree! a living thing
Produced too slowly ever to decay;
Of form and aspect too magnificent
To be destroyed.
— William Wordsworth, Yardley Oak
[Edit] I just realized these aren’t oak leaves, they are maple leaves. Have I forgotten everything??
Happy Sunday! I’m off to see one of my sons today. (smile)