It's finally begun. The leaves are beginning to fall.
It's still pretty green here. We go from green to ground. No pretty colors to be found in my woods.
All this means The Mister is on high alert. He takes the leaf battle quite seriously.
Every few days we go out and get up as many as we can.
As you can see from our get-ups it's still very warm here. That means no socks and no sleeves.
Pup doesn't mind. She's ready to play no matter the weather. She just had a birthday last week. She's 4 now. Not really a pup anymore.
Old Doggie aka Pouch Pooch turned 17 on Halloween. That's pretty old in dog years.
It's like a jungle out there. The Mister is clearing my walking path with the blower. I haven't been out there since the mosquitoes showed up. I haven't seen any for a while so I think I am good to go.
It's nice to get outside even though this is far from the usual autumn splendor.
We've got poplars and they are not pretty. They are big though. Scary big.
We raked for a while and then The Mister fired up his big toy to finish the job. In a few days we'll do it all again and again and again. Usually until the first of December. It's always such a big mess if we get a snow before the leaves are down. Thankfully that hasn't happened in years. Snow? What's that?
It is supposed to get chilly next week. Good thing. I found this cute coat for Pup at Petsmart yesterday and I can't wait to get some use out of it.