Autumn has turned into winter.
Even though this is a mild winter I hate to see the colors abandon the landscapes before me.
The smell of fresh cut grass: gone.
Somehow, sweet tea doesn't taste as sweet as it does on a warm summer day.
Two days before Thanksgiving I opened the door to get the daily paper [yes, I still read the paper!] -- 75 percent of the leaves had fell from the trees. The mass exodus of Autumn had begun.
Two days later it snowed. Four out of five years that I have been here our first snow has been on Thanksgiving Day.
Thanksgiving was nice. Dad celebrated his 82nd one with us, how cool is that!
Mom was missed -- 20 years since she has passed.
I don't really have a set time when I put up the Christmas Tree...whenever the spirit moves me, usually around 1 December though. Just a small one for me and dad.
I'll be leaving for Okie City soon for New Years, excited about that.
A new year.
A new trip around the sun.
Pack your bags.
Pack your bags.
I'm out.
1 comment:
Hey Mick
Moe and I went out for lunch today. While we driving to the restaurant we both commented on how green everything is here. Very odd for this time of year. I still have things growing around the house. Usually by now everything is brown and crunchy. Hope you have a great time on New Years Eve.
Dale
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