Those Autumn leaves...

peek thru my window 'n pretty much cover my yard 'n my neighbors yards 'n the street...etcetera ad infinitum.....

Give us this day our daily walk…

Round ’n about ‘The Park’ t’day, sniffing ’n hiking, hither ’n yon…dried leaves still clinging to the sycamores…well, the rest of the urban forest also, for that matter, some of ‘em still green but most of them already turned color…reds ’n yellows predominate but most of them still clinging to the branches…it’s been a really dry Autumn with every day without precip a new record or, so the ubiquitous ‘they’ say…

We humans are, as my grandmother use’ta say, a precious lot…we tend to think of ourselves as being at the top of the food chain, the be-all ’n end-all if you will…we even have the effrontery to think of our creator as the most superior human ever, casting ourselves as having been made in his shape ’n form…sort of cloned in His image…that is, I believe, because our imaginations are so limited in scope that we simply cannot visualize beyond our own little universe….

Anyway, as we rounded the corner onto our little street, there wuz Harry ’n Walter, the twin white roosters who reside each night at the firehouse…they were standing neck to neck intently interested in sumthing in the leaves…so interested, in fact, that they failed to notice Rusty coming up behind them…Rusty didn’t bark or anything, just doggie curosity, but when he got within inches of them, they noticed ’n panicked, screaming curses (I imagine since I'm not fluent in chicken-speak) ’n flying off in opposing directions…Rusty tho’t this wuz great fun ’n Willy wuz a little put out that he’d missed out on the action having had his nose buried in the bushes on the opposite side of the street…Great fun in Ol Fair Oaks on this dry Autumnal day….

On a dreary p’litical side note, The SacBee’s new fav’rite cartoonist(?) Jack Ohman, is not only a devout believer in Al Gore (who lost in 2000) but also a believer in global warming…I’d call him an idiot but one of my children objects to my snide comments on fanatical liberals so I’ll just leave you with a comment from one of my favorite columnists...

“Would you bet your paycheck on a weather forecast for tomorrow?  If not, they why should this country bet billions on global warming predictions that have even less foundation?”  Thomas Sowell