Isn't it romantic?

At first it was romantic - the way the leaves would quietly drift down from the pecan tree. I had images of my family, wrapped in scarves and wooly mittens raking leaves into piles in the back garden, and then trotting inside for hot chocolate. You get the picture?

Well, do not be fooled. The romance has gone. There is no hot chocolate to be found - only me, out there again, raking, raking, raking. 

I wish I could tell you that this shot was taken a week ago, when there were still plenty of leaves on the tree. No, I took this picture today, after raking up another lawn-full of leaves, the leaves that fell on my nice, tidy lawn during a three hour period when I was out yesterday. I came home to find the entire lawn covered. Looking up at the tree, I half expected it to be completely bare, having lost its leaves Whomping-Willow style (that's a Harry Potter reference for those of you who are wondering what I'm talking about). But, no, plenty of yellow leaves still hanging on, and a frightening number of green ones that seem to think it's still Spring. Oh dear.

Today's effort...

...even Tess looks confused and perturbed.

I've left them in a pile on the lawn, unsure of what to do with them. I had been raking them into the garden beds, but am alarmed to find that the garden beds are now about a foot higher than they were a week ago.

Hmmmm. This tree had better give me a lot of pecans come nut-season.

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Autumn in the 'Burbs - South Perth

Someone really needs to tell Autumn that it's Winter's turn now. South Perth looks beautiful, particularly on a sunny morning after  heavy rain. It feels a little bit like Mother Nature has decided to adjust the seasons but hasn't bothered to let us know. I'm thinking Winter should be here in about a month, fashionably late of course.

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Note to self...

...under no circumstances make grand statements such as "I'm going to take up jogging on my long service leave!" Yes, it's true, I have managed to jog (if you can call it that) twice, which sounds reasonable until you consider that I have been away from work for five weeks now. 

I have, however, been walking. Much more civilised I think, and gives me the chance to stop and smell the roses (and take a few happy snaps).

It's a whole different world out there at 9am. Ordinarily I'd be well-and-truly in the thick of it at work at that time, but out there, in the land of the walkers, all is sunshine and cheery "good mornings".

Hope you get the chance for a lovely long walk this weekend.

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Really?

pic via me

Really? Ironing on a Tuesday night? After work 'n' all? That can't be right. I thought Tuesday evenings were for strolling hand in hand, snuggling together to keep out the Autumn chill. Sorry, my mistake.

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