“In autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.”
Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British poet. Through the Looking-Glass. . ; pseud. of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson Oxford Book of Light Verse, The. W. H. Auden, ed. (1938) Oxford University Press.
TIME: 3:00 PM
PLACE: Grade school
SUBJECT: Leaves against the fence
About 3 or 4 days a week, I walk to the school with Oreo to meet StellaDella when she is dismissed – MonkeyBoy usually has patrols, band or basketball practice after school and cannot walk home with her. We’ve been having some pretty, crisp autumn days the past week or so and it’s been nice to take the walk. Oreo loves it, she gets to smell wonderful things on the way there, sometimes she even spots a squirrel or two and best of all, she receives all kinds of attention and love from the children once we arrive at the schoolyard. Leaves are beginning to turn and fall off the trees and the wind has blown them up against the chain link fence in the playground.
1 comment:
That really does look like Fall!
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