From the sound of the weekend weather report, all of these . . .
shall be falling to the ground en masse, thanks to whipping wind and frigid temps.
I’ll admit, I like the idea of having to rake leaves but once. We could only be so lucky. I do not, however, like the idea of “frigid temps”–most specifically that snowfall of which they speak.
If the weather does turn on us, I’ll have no recourse but to stay in–drinking warm beverages, snuggling up to a good book, watching a good film . . . maybe listening to a Christmas song or two. After all, if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.
winterautumn wishes to you, my friends!