Fall is my favorite season and what is great about where I live is that it’s usually lovely. It’s even better in the mountains which are only a hour or so away.
So for my birthday I wanted to take a trip to North Georgia and wallow in some breathtaking Autumn scenery, buy some apples, and take my granddaughter to visit some of the Cherokee historical sites. Especially since I didn’t go to SAFF this year and I really miss driving thru the Blue Ridge in the crisp mountain air.
Only all my favorite people to take with me had conflicts this weekend and well, I am taking the weekend off but the opera is a little nutty right now and I’m not really relaxed enough to hang loose and take things as they come. So it’s been postponed til next weekend.
My consolation prize is that I’m going to stay in town, check out the scenery in Decatur, and ignore the dust kitties in my house. Lalala, lalala, got my blinkers on, can’t see you, lalala.
It’s a good thing too- because I almost missed it. It’s been so warm that the leaves only just started turning the week before last. This week they started to fall already. Some trees that were lovely the day before election day are now almost bare.
It’s not fair!!! Some years I am so busy I miss it all- this year I actually made time for it.
My favorite house in Decatur still has pumpkins out:
But this is what my front steps looked like this morning:
I’m sure Mother Nature must be laughing at me- I can hear her cackling in the rustle of the fallen leaves. A time to wallow in beauty and a time to sweep it up- with apologies to the author of Ecclesiasticus.