The stillness of the quiet Sunday was broken by the steady hum of leaf blowers, trying to corral the ever growing piles of leaves.
Men and women, leaf blowers and rakes in hand worked diligently forming large piles of leaves on the side of the road in anticipation of the town’s leaf collection.
Children with small rakes worked alongside their parents, and randomly abandoned their task to jump spontaneously into the piles, emerging laughing with joy, their hair and clothes full of leaves.
Trees not ready to let the last vestige of their finery go, clung tightly to the small amount of leaves that remained.
The cold November winds tugged tenaciously at the trees, trying to wrestle the remaining leaves from their tenuous hold.
Meanwhile on the streets, dogs happily plodded along, noses buried in the leaves sniffing for buried treasured.
So this is what nose to the grindstone means.
I JUST know there’s something in here.
The treasure. Yes, it’s bread. Why do people throw big hunks of bread out for the birds?
Wait! What? That bread in front of my neighbor’s house is for the BIRDS?? Hmmmm. That explains a lot….
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Most of our leaves are down now. Yesterday’s rain really helped with the stragglers. However, our ornamental pear trees don’t even begin to let go until December 1st. So just when you should be done…these huge trees drop all at once, and the raking begins anew! I try to remind myself it is good exercise 😉
because people are idiots!
And dogs love to find and eat carbs! People! Tell them to sniff for critters instead.
Cocoa and I were walking yesterday and I was concerned because she had her nose in a huge pile of leaves and I wasn’t sure if there was something under it!!
Mom and I saved the bread for the ducks on the pond a town away from us; but we tore it into bite-size pieces for them. That was eons ago, long before anyone knew that day-old (or 2-day-old) bread wasn’t good for any of our feathered friends.
Love your storybook-style post!
Hope you found something good in those leaves
Lily & Edward
People are dumb lol.
As for the rest of the post, beautiful!!! Loving all the fall leaves!
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One time Lila got away from me and ventured into the woods. I have no idea what she got into, but my carpet was never the same after that. Yuck!
I challenge you to clear a space and then make the leaves spell out “STOP LEAVING HUNKS OF BREAD OUT FOR THE BIRDS MORON – YOU AREN’T DON’T NATURE ANY FAVORS”.
DOING not don’t. Sheesh. Now who’s the moron?
When Abby was young my Mom took her for a walk in the fall & Abby ran through the leaves & turned up a $50.00 bill! Another time she found a $1.00 bill while visiting my Dad’s apartment & running through leaves on the lawn off his patio.
I thought WOW she’s helping pay for her keep but by the end of the year & two ER visits (for eating a pill my Mom dropped (for her heart) & for getting a round bone stuck on her lower jaw & needing to be sedated so that it could be sawed off) more money has gone out for her than she has brought i : )–I mean— : (
You never know what treasures they will find.
That’s so nice your town collects the leaves lie that. I remember as a kid having a blast in the big piles of leaves.
We still have green leaves on the trees so I especially enjoyed your tribute to leaves.
This morning there was coffee spilt on the road my dogs tried to lick up . . . . people leave food stuff everywhere!
Bruce once found some donuts hidden in leaves. He was a VERY happy dog. I wasn’t too happy, given he has a yeast allergy…
I don’t understand it either. In my neighborhood, at least it is pita bread. 🙂
That almost looked like a toasted marshmallow, lol!
I suppose it could have been something worse they found in those leaves? (just trying to look on the bright side).
I used to throw out bread for the birds, and our beagle Kobi would watch me and remember. Then next time we were out around the yard, he’d go get it! He also ate bird seed….so I couldn’t win. 🙂
With a food reactive dog, something like that makes you want to take a rake to that person’s head! Ugh, some people…
the nose knows!