Our house is surrounded by pine trees and some years - and this is one of them - the pine cones are so dense it's freaky! When they fall they land on the roof and it sounds like someone is throwing rocks at the house. The odd thing is that they often fall in groups, one after another, like birds taking flight. One decides to go, and the others follow.
When that happens it sounds really strange inside the house and I hesitate to go out the front door for fear I'll be hit on the head by one of these hand grenades!
This week it is supposed to be a lovely autumn week with weather in the 70's and the trees turning their colors.
I leave on Tuesday for my annual quilt retreat further up north in Michigan and I imagine the trees will be even further along in their color change. I'm looking forward to the drive, to the colors, and getting away from the last of the "dive bombers!"
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