All the Leaves Are Brown

And The Sky Is Gray…

Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.

Warren Buffett

Today I went for a walk along the creek trail and purposely narrowed my vision on the trees. I revere trees.

It feels as if they know me, whispering in the breeze, beckoning me to come closer. I think it’s endearing how moss, wildflowers, and bushes have sprung up under the protection of the older trees. A place where ducks find shelter.

Notice how the brown leaves are both scattered on the ground and dangling from the nearly bare branches. It reminds me of our seasonal rituals of allowing grievances, anger, and resentments to fall away, leaving our limbs free and unencumbered. It enables us to be unhindered by the past, naked if you will, ready for new life come spring. 

It gives the phrase “turn over a new leaf” a whole new meaning. 

Trees embody a unique yet mysterious wisdom. Every year I admire their ability to grow in both girth and height, the way the bark of the trunk cracks to accommodate its growth. Unlike most people, trees remain rooted to the place they were planted, to the nutrients that supported their maturation and enabled them to flourish.

Even the fallen tree has purpose. It lays itself down, acting as if a bridge over troubled water.

I don’t know why, but when life is spinning out of control, the trees restore my balance. And for this, I am ever so grateful. 

I wanted to slip in a short post, so I could wish you all a Happy Halloween. And as Ray Bradbury says, the wind outside nested in each tree and prowled the sidewalks as Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve. 

I’m Living in the Gap, face-painting my granddaughters before they go trick-or-treating, looking forward to a boolicious evening.

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  1. Lovely words that bring back great memories neighbor. Terrie and I used to walk the creek trail from the park up to Camden and back every morning after daily Mass.
    We used to count the ducks in the late Fall-early Winter during the migration that came to nest there between the bridges and watch their numbers grow after hatching the ducklings, then in Spring, we would look for the Salmon Spawning in the two spots by the Campbell Ave. Bridge.

    I really miss those days, but also knew as I walked each morning how blessed we were. We also did it a couple times near dusk with the Ridgebacks. . . The amount of huge Raccoons was surprising. . . Ridgebacks and Raccoons are not a very good mix btw 🙄🙄🙄

    Cheers neighbor! Looking forward to seeing you and Larry next week!

    CT

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    1. Hi Chris, it is indeed a special place to have in our community to walk and ponder. As I walk most morning up and down the paths along the creek I to feel that sense of gratitude for such beauty, a place teaming with new life. I’ve never been to the park after dark and had no idea about the creatures that room the trails after dusk and I don’t plan on finding out! Looking forward to our visit too! Hugs, C

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      1. Terrie reminded me that the evening critters also included some pretty large skunks on the west side of the creek down where the people leave the dry kitty food. Terrie recalled the evening where we encountered 8-9 skunks at once. That brought my memory back. We quickly aborted the walk that night and escaped unscathed out the access path to the side street. 😳🙄

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        1. Oh my, 8 or 9 skunks! I’d hightail it out of there too! Who knew the creek was thriving with so many different creatures! Ones I don’t desire an encounter with! xxoo

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    1. Thank you Claudette, it was one of those mornings, I had a lot on my mind and I just kept telling myself, “focus on the trees.” It’s amazing how comforting a tree can be for wrangled emotions. And oh those minions have captured my heart! Hugs, C

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    1. Hi Diane, I love the addition, even dead trees serve a purpose, I hadn’t thought of that. They shelter us too! Oh yes, my granddaughters had a wild and crazy night, trick-or-treating, a neighborhood parade, and bbq with the neighbors! We sat in the driveway with our dear friends, sipping wine, passing out candy until the last trick-or-treater. It was divine. Hope you enjoyed a few witches, ghosts, and goblins! Hugs, C

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  2. Oh my, some scary trick-or-treaters there, Cheryl. I hope they got lots of treats and didn’t have to use their powers to scare anyone.
    And I’m delighted to know that you feel a connection to trees and appreciate their benevolent wisdom. There are a lot of tree huggers around. Happy November.

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    1. Hi Diana, oh yes, those grand-babies hauled in the goods. My daughter is trying to figure out how to get rid of some of the loot. I offered to help out, it’s the least I can do. We are lucky to live in a neighborhood with lots of old and established trees, it keeps both me and a healthy bird community happy! They really are quite an amazing creation. Can’t believe it’s already November! Here’s to the encroaching darkness…and come December a celebration of light. Hugs, C

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    1. Thank you Rebecca, after a huge neighborhood parade with fire-engines and police escort, we passed out candy from the neighbor’s driveway, sipping wine, shooting the shit, and by the end of the evening we recruited several neighbors to join us! It was a blast and the weather ever so accommodating. Do you have any Halloween traditions?

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    1. The trees are truly extraordinary this time of year and it gives me the feels! We had a wonderful Halloween, joined in the neighborhood parade, and several of the families on our street passed out candy from the driveway, sipping wine, and shooting the shit. Do you have any Halloween traditions?

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