Fall is here -- mostly I can tell because I am already ankle deep in leaves in my yard. No pecans yet ... I wonder what type of year for pecans it will be. I look up at the tree and I don't really see any up there.
Red got up on my roof this weekend and swept the leaves off for me, and threw down some tree branches that had fallen down. I must admit that while I have been under my house twice (once without a zoot suit even!) I have not been up on my roof. It's precarious -- the front pitch in particular is very steep. I'm really grateful that he was willing to climb up and do a little fall maintenance for me. And my dog was pleased to get brand new dried sticks to chew on -- they just fell from the sky! Dreams do come true, Toto.
My lawn doesn't need mowing, but I sure do have leaves that need mulching, so I'll probably run my mower over the front yard tonight. The leaves will be so good for the lawn. (And it would be nice to be able to see my sidewalk again too...)
In anticipation of cooler temps and winter winds, I fussed with door weather stripping in the last week. The front door still needed some attention, and Red attended to that yesterday morning. I still have a bottom door strip (brush? I don't know what you call it -- it goes under the door) but I need help taking the door off the hinges to install it. I've got time... it's not winter quite yet.
I swapped out my jack'o'lanterns for solid pumpkins, and added my wooden pilgrims to the bale of hay. I don't know if I will get any mums this year or not; they never seem to last long. They are beautiful, though. The day after I put the pilgrims out in the yard we got 3.25" of rain in 24 hours. Poor Grandpa pilgrim couldn't take the weather and he's doing quite the backbend now. It's really funny. I'll have to take a photo to post...
UPDATE: Pilgrim Limbo