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Monday, October 18, 2010


How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.
At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow.
by Elsie N. Brady

All weekend I was reminded of why I love autumn.  It can be chilly forcing us to throw that first log into the fireplace.  It can be warm with gentle winds picking up red and yellow leaves like a fan blowing feathers.  There are no more bugs, no convergent beatles flying around and yeh, yeh, yeh -  no more pesty flies.  Just the sweet smell of wet wood and distant snow.

The children seem to take on a new attitude.  Excited about Halloween, asking about Santa already and generally okay with the fact that they no longer can use the pool.  And, of course, like most people preparing to bunk down for the winter my husband thought another animal might be a good idea.  WHAT?  Wait a minute - that's not how the story is supposed to unfold.  

Alas, its true... Patches blew in on Sunday.  Although I was hesitant about a new guest mingling with our other tenants,  Patches was immediately loved by everyone.  A very passive rabbit who snuggles into your arms, two year old Patches took to his Shangra-La  hutch and didn't seem to mind twelve inquisitive eyes peering down on him.

Above he is enjoying some quiet time with his furr real buddy, Tiger.

What the hay.... what's another mouth to feed.  My kids have already cleared out my fall harvest for me and given Patches wonderful meals of veggies gone by.  Maybe another pet will inspire them to clean their rooms.  Not.  So, let's take inventory.   Not counting the new sheep, chickens or hens, we have in no particular order - China, Susie, Q, Fluffy, PJ, Bella, Boots, Minou, Shadow, Jack in the Box, Jojo and now Patches.  Okay, I can remember that, but who are these critters?