To quote that noted philosopher George Costanza as he left a message on Jerry’s answering machine, “This is George, I got nothing.”
I wish I could say I had writer’s block, but that would imply that I was a writer. So let’s just say, ” I got nothing.”
One good thing about having a photo blog is that you can still post a picture and that is what I am doing today. I really liked this photo I took in my yard, but I don’t have much to add.
This is a sweet gum in my side yard. A few days ago I just noticed how the late afternoon sun was shining through the leaves as I came home from work. Usually I am cursing this tree about this time of year because it drops so many leaves in my yard and I have to take care of them. I don’t rake leaves anymore, I mulch them with the mower. I do love the smell of the seed pods as they are crushed by the mower. It is a very fresh aroma amid the storm of ground leaves blowing in my face. It is a little hidden pleasure in the midst of a job I don’t enjoy. It is one of the smells I have always associated with fall. It’s funny how God gives us a little moment if we look for them to let us know what He has done.
I feel sorry for those poor slobs who live on the southern beaches or who have to endure that horrible southern California climate. They don’t get to experience what we get in the latter parts of October. I love the changes in the leaves to the vibrant colors. God gives us a wonderful blessing before we enter into the doldrums of winter.
I always try to get out and take some fall foliage photos. The problem with this is it usually coincides with deer hunting season. You can imagine my trepidation to go out into the woods in my best beige and white jacket and khaki pants.
I waited too late this year to get out in the woods. The day before I was able to go, we had a hard rain with some sort of steroid induced zephyr. The result was trees that looked like Daffy Duck after getting in the way of Elmer Fudd.
So after getting this shot of the gum tree leaves in the setting sun, I counted this as a foliage shot and I was content. I hope you like it as much as I do.
Looky there, 445 words. Does that still count as writer’s block? I guess it does if it isn’t very interesting. (That makes 463).
If you like this photo, you can see more of my pictures here.