Just Wait Five Minutes

Our dependable world:

October 22: Box Elder leaves just starting to turn yellow.  Some down.  Usually, at this time of year, our whole yard goes stunningly yellow and stays that way till the first of November.  I was anticipating that and the lovely pictures I could take of it.  And the wondrous yellow snow we’d get if the Indian Summer breezes started to blow.

October 25th: morning after the sudden storm.  It’s cold, and the leaves have fallen before they even changed, really.

October 28th: as you can see, suddenly, winter.  And the leaves that are left are still pretty green.  Very cold.  It’s been this way all year – unnaturally cold or warm in the transitions, then a sudden snap and suddenly HEAT.  Or cold.

View outside my front bedroom window on the 22nd.

On the 25th

On the 28th.  Sheesh

I mean, the first snow can be exciting – but not when it takes the leaves prematurely.  There’s a life metaphor in there somewhere.

Yeah.  I’m not feeling uber philosophical about this.  Snow, snow go away, come again some time after Thanksgiving . . .

Now, here’s a pitiful question-of-the-day:  I have said before that I really see a blog as the seed of a conversation, or several conversations.  Thus, I answer all the comments with my whole attention.  But I am wondering if anybody actually reads my answers – because it takes some time and thinking, and if nobody really does read the dang things, i could be knitting horses or cleaning out the dishwasher instead.  I have no way of ascertaining this except asking the question.  So I am.