Blown Again

[rejectomorph]

I didn't bother to rake leaves yesterday (or pine needles- so many pine needles!) It would have been pointless, as the wind was expected to resume tonight. It did. Monday night, most of the bright red leaves of the dogwoods were ripped from the trees and strewn about the ground. Today, most of the remaining leaves have gone. The golden pine needles are so thickly piled upon the driveway that I can't walk there without hearing the loud crunch of them. Their furrows, shifting with the wind, were faintly visible by the light of the full moon.

It was all very splendid and autumnal. So rarely does a good windstorm coincide with a full moon that I braved the deadly flying pine cones in order to watch it, and I escaped unscathed. The shiny mulberry leaves were especially enjoyable to watch as they thrashed and glittered in the moonlight. Now the morning light grows, and I see the moon beyond the pines turning pale, but still impressive. Who needs the Internets when such spectacles are available?

Of course, the Internets are still good for this. (Heh. So that's what it was!)

I'm sure there was something else I was going to say, but it's gone entirely. The wind must have blown it away. I don't think it's going to stop today. Fine with me.