Clocks fell back overnight. But Fall is going forward up here on the hill. Sunrise can be pink-and-grey moody or eye-watering brilliant. Some leaves just don't want to go, like red oaks. By afternoon the sky is huge. And you could still spot Cinderella's Coaches in the grass!
October 31 brought frost, but not on the Great Pumpinski. Very scary. Also on this day in 1987 I took possession of 36 Wineva and started the biggest project of a lifetime. 31 years on the 31st!
There's a lot of phasing-out activity. Leaves to be raked. Clothesline and chairs taken in. Dozens of ash trees coming down, decimated by the invasive emerald ash borer. And repositioning confused frogs from small pond to large for the winter
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The annual massive winged migration is funneling past our windows! Many are to be expected like red-bellied woodpeckers and nuthatches. But unusually large, hungry, and aggressive flocks of evening grosbeaks. They've been gorging all week, about 5 pounds of seed per day!
Then, November 1. We re-watched the heartwarming movie Coco. About the "Day of the Dead" in our beloved Mexico. A misnomer, because it's really a celebration of the life of family, friends, and loved ones who have passed. I celebrate my father Walter. His immigration papers confirm his birthday and ---bonus!--- include a hand-written list of his siblings. Gracias por mi vida, papa...
October 31 brought frost, but not on the Great Pumpinski. Very scary. Also on this day in 1987 I took possession of 36 Wineva and started the biggest project of a lifetime. 31 years on the 31st!
There's a lot of phasing-out activity. Leaves to be raked. Clothesline and chairs taken in. Dozens of ash trees coming down, decimated by the invasive emerald ash borer. And repositioning confused frogs from small pond to large for the winter
...
The annual massive winged migration is funneling past our windows! Many are to be expected like red-bellied woodpeckers and nuthatches. But unusually large, hungry, and aggressive flocks of evening grosbeaks. They've been gorging all week, about 5 pounds of seed per day!
Then, November 1. We re-watched the heartwarming movie Coco. About the "Day of the Dead" in our beloved Mexico. A misnomer, because it's really a celebration of the life of family, friends, and loved ones who have passed. I celebrate my father Walter. His immigration papers confirm his birthday and ---bonus!--- include a hand-written list of his siblings. Gracias por mi vida, papa...
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