Friday, November 19, 2004
All summer I had been cursing the
messy branches that fell from the birch in the vacant lot behind us, vowing to jump the fence and prune it a bit myself. Then on a lovely and very breezy fall morning this week, I looked up at the perfect moment to see a veritable shower of golden leaves swirling across our backyard all the way up to the deck. I am so glad I didn't jump that fence.