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On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J
yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J
yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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"Kreisleriana" wrote in message ... On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. You can't do that in Toronto any more, but up in Ontario's cottage country I still get occasional whiffs of it, and nostalgia kicks in. |
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"Kreisleriana" wrote in message ... On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. You can't do that in Toronto any more, but up in Ontario's cottage country I still get occasional whiffs of it, and nostalgia kicks in. |
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"Kreisleriana" wrote in message ... On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. You can't do that in Toronto any more, but up in Ontario's cottage country I still get occasional whiffs of it, and nostalgia kicks in. |
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On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 11:24:36 -0400, "Bobcat"
yodeled: "Kreisleriana" wrote in message .. . On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. It still is a lovely smell, no doubt about it, and a damn sight less polluting than all kinds of other things that go into the air. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 11:24:36 -0400, "Bobcat"
yodeled: "Kreisleriana" wrote in message .. . On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. It still is a lovely smell, no doubt about it, and a damn sight less polluting than all kinds of other things that go into the air. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 11:24:36 -0400, "Bobcat"
yodeled: "Kreisleriana" wrote in message .. . On Wed, 27 Oct 2004 09:36:32 GMT, O J yodeled: On Tue, 26 Oct, Theresa wrote: Autumn is in full swing, and it's Rush Hour in my back yard. Birds all over. Squirrels bounding around, waving those outrageous tails! Both of them on the ground, rummaging around for food, making maddening rustle rustle noises. Stinky is on the sill, all aquiver. People are right, that is poetry! I love Southern California but I was born in NYC and grew up in the suburbs. I miss Autumn, the colors, the leaves. Don't miss raking them all up though, and I'd probably break something if I jumped into a pile of leaves like I did when I was a kid, but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. Thanks for bringing back some good memories, O J My brother is in a tree-lined suburb in MD, and he is even more up to his hiney in leaves than I am. Their darling one-year-old runs outside, sits down, and starts stuffing them in his mouth. Theresa My kid memories of autumn leaves include huge piles of them raked up by my father, and me leaping headlong into them. Also the smell of burning leaves at the curbsides - a lovely smell no matter what the anti-polluters say. It still is a lovely smell, no doubt about it, and a damn sight less polluting than all kinds of other things that go into the air. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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"O J" wrote in message ... but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. And you can't now? Why? Although I prefer to compost them, I could burn them if I wanted to. Tweed |
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"O J" wrote in message ... but when I was little you could still burn leaves to dispose of them -- the smell still lingers. And you can't now? Why? Although I prefer to compost them, I could burn them if I wanted to. Tweed |
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