Abundance

Is there this much yellow every year? I've been seduced by it. It's all I notice, admire. I'm leaving the carpet of it in the back yard undisturbed, except for the path, where the small leaves are making it slippery to walk.

The rain came eventually, a fine drizzle really, but I beat it. If another chance to pick up leaves doesn't materialize before snow comes, this will do. It will do very nicely.

Back inside, noshing on left over apple dumplings and wondering which project I should tackle next.