Leaf Mold

Leaf Mold Thoughts for 10-27-2016 Soon I’ll be viewing naked trees, Leaves will lie inactive on the ground. Moved only by a northerly breeze, Often betrayed by a rustling sound; Intermittently, as in years past, They’ll pause to relax awhile. That’s when I’ll blow, rake, and mulch, Into my gardens compost pile;
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