Fall is here

WARNING: this is not for the faint of heart, tree huggers, or those of you who have recently planted trees! Fall has officially come to our neck of the woods. How do I know? It's not the cold weather, darkness falling at 3:00 p.m, or pumpkins that are everywhere I look. No, it's these pictures right here that have convinced me. My yard was a beautiful, green, empty place just two days ago. And now it looks like this:

Yep, it is now covered in orange things that looked much prettier hanging from the trees. I tried to convince them of that. I told them I would come out every day and admire them from afar while they were way up there in the sky (where they belong). But, alas, they like tormenting me. Kinda like the kids...o.k. I'm back. Yes that is a flamingo in our yard. That shocked look on his face is the realization that he's not in Florida anymore.

Now this is better. Not so many leaves. Wait, that's just the front yard which happens to have only one oak tree and is the smallest part of the yard.

Oh, look, even the branches wanted to follow the leaves. Naughty leaves setting such a bad example.


Here it is again. I'm so traumatized I had to see it twice to believe it.

They're even invading the garage! Can you see those little buggers hanging out in the gutters just waiting for us to relax our vigil so they can fly in and take up residence inside?

Another WARNING: If you don't like yard work, or leaves, or acorns, or squirrels, or ducks, or rabbits, or deer, or weeds, or even shocked pink flamingos then NEVER, EVER, EVER buy a house whose listing description has these words: park like setting.