It was a blustery day and time for a walk. While I waited at the park for my friend to arrive, I thought about the lyrics to a favorite children's song, "Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day":
Oh the wind is lashing lustily
And the trees are thrashing thrustily
And the leaves are rustling gustily
So it's rather safe to say
That it seems that it may turn out to be
It feels that it will undoubtedly
It looks like a rather blustery day, today
It sounds that it may turn out to be
Feels that it will undoubtedly
Looks like a rather blustery day today
And the trees are thrashing thrustily
And the leaves are rustling gustily
So it's rather safe to say
That it seems that it may turn out to be
It feels that it will undoubtedly
It looks like a rather blustery day, today
It sounds that it may turn out to be
Feels that it will undoubtedly
Looks like a rather blustery day today
The ball fields were oddly empty. No one was at the tennis courts either. But those flaming trees sure were beautiful.
The day was so blustery that I gave up on trying to wrangle leaves at home. This plant is still gamely blooming - even I couldn't kill it. :)
And this beautiful maple leaf landed perfectly in this pot on the back porch. Love its gold, tinged with red.
It is our Thanksgiving holiday this Thursday in the United States. There is much to be thankful for. Thank you for your friendship - I love that you come by.
