Fall

I was going to write about Autumn, but was not sure I would spell it correctly for a title. I have always liked it. Leafss falling do not bother me because soon the snow will fall and cover them up and maybe they will blow into the street and far away. If they stay they keep the grass warm.. It give my neighbor something to do when they blow over in his yard. When it comes time to mow it will cut them up into little pieces and not show any bare lawn. The birds like me as I heat my birdbath and help pay for the bird seed my neighbor buys, I have lots of robins,bluejays, cardinals norning doves and a few squirrels and rabbits. There is one little chipmunk, It hailed this morning but my marigolds are still holding up. Buster likes the grass being a little tall since the last mowing and rolls in it. He thinks I have a farm and it is hay. I nay think about autumn again and give you another chapter.