Drift by my window . . .

Cover with sun-warmed
leaves the burrow’s opening.
There, the rabbits dream.

I do love the colors and patterns of the fallen leaves. At this time of autumn, the rains have begun, and the richness of the colors, the variety of leaves—so many different kinds of trees in our neighborhood—make every trip into our back yard an adventure. And yet, not my favorite sort of leaves and patterns.

autumn leaves filtering sunlight
Cotoneasters

The temperature is dropping nicely. Soon, snow!

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