Fall On Me
The leaves are turning, the weather is perfect, it's Autumn in Tennessee. Unfortunately, it does not last nearly long enough, but it certainly is beautiful.
The huge walnut tree in my backyard is doing his best inpersonation of Treebeard or the Haunted Forest in Oz.
Every few minutes a nut hits my roof with a crack and rolls off, hopefully missing the rain gutter on it's way down.
The back yard is nearly ankle deep in green and black missles. The squirrels are gorging themselves, the birds are doing a number on my persimmons trees; everybody's trying to put on some extra winter weight.
I hope I don't.