Last week autumn definitely stepped closer into winter. Thursday and Friday, terrific winds came up each afternoon that gusted over 50 mph (we were lucky in the north - they reached over 80 mph in the LA region). The thick grey fog that had blanketed the valley for days was swept away in a few hours. The sun shone again, but now the bright blue sky was cold.
Our glorious tupelos held on to their leaves as best they could, but by this morning they looked like this. Actually, as hard as that wind blew, I'm surprised that they managed to hang on to any leaves at all. I'm glad we took those pictures last weekend.
Today was lovely and mellow again. We took time this afternoon to relax and hang out for awhile with the Frogpond critters.
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| Squeaker brought her brood outside to play in the mulberry leaves |
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| Happy hen goin' places |
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| Multi-Pass sharpening her claws on the wood pile |
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| Mulligan joined us for a walk around the pond |
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| The dogs performed their troika routine with a stick |
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| Arby, our bounding, bouncing boy |
It was a quiet, dreamy sort of day that felt like we'd moved half a step back into autumn again. Tonight, though, it's supposed to freeze -- I'm off to move the last of the houseplants from the deck into the house.
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