Monday, October 28, 2013

October 18

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Our neighbors have a tiny oak tree in their lawn extension.  This year it's about a yard tall.  It goes through a phase each year when its leaves are brilliantly colored.



He sniffs while I dawdle with the camera.



I read while he dawdles, sniffing.




A beautiful, if chilly, day.



Dum de dum de dum.  Moseying along.



Another itty bitty maple leaf.



I think there's a squirrel on our block that takes the end twigs off branches, the better to get at the seeds on those twigs.  This is one of the resulting broken-off twigs with a bunch of leaves.  On our fence.  (Now, the only question is -- "Why do golf tees come here to die?")


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