For weeks and weeks, I have looked out my breakfast room window at this sight:
Now we are in the last days of March;
we have had rainy days followed by warm, sunny days.
And yesterday I looked out my window and
all the oak leaves had dropped, save for a few tenacious souls.
Although you can't see them in the photo,
tiny new oak leaves are about to announce their presence.
And where are the fallen leaves?
Some of them landed on the deck.
Join me tomorrow to find out what cushioned their fall.