Oh, October! Where hath your crispiness gone? No crunchy leaves. No dry snap to the air. No sharp sunshine.
Instead we get gray and drizzle and damp and blah …
And soggy leaves that are going to kill someone if I don’t get them off the sidewalk in front of the steps. (Most likely I will be their victim.)
If only we could have a few dry days ….
Not that I’m promising to rake the whole yard, mind you.