The tree in our backyard is a fruitless mulberry. Never even heard of that until I moved into Mr. Husband’s abode. I like this tree a lot. It’s huge and does thing its own way. Maybe I was a tree in an alternate life. Around town the leaves are starting to change color. The foggy misty weather makes it look like fall here finally.
But, back to this tree. While all the other trees in town gradually changed colors and gently shed leaves this tree stayed the course remaining green and cheerful. The all of a sudden it took a big tree breath, shook its petticoat and blew out, patooey. All the leaves went at once. It was amazing. The grass in the back yard was showing in the 30 minutes later…knee deep in leaves. We could hear the leaves falling from inside the house. I’ve never seen anything like it. I wanted to applaud. Now the tree is in stately winter glory with spooky naked limbs and ivy climbing up its trunk.
Maybe I’ll use this leaf event as my trigger that the season is here in years to come. I ventured out to a mall yesterday and Santa is everywhere. The management must have taken a hint from people running around screaming with their hands over their ears in previous seasons. The music was understated and low in volume. It wasn’t as horrifying as I thought it was going to be by a long shot. I enjoyed myself. Didn’t buy anything, but didn’t feel the pressure either. It was a quick trip for lunch with a girlfriend who still works where I used to do my 9 to 5 thing. So I’m inspired now. I’m going to venture out shopping, come what may.