My dog does a jig in the window as I gather leaves into bag number forty and I’m not sure if it’s me he wants to dance with or the swirling leaves that escape my stuffing but I appreciate his cheering me on as my iPod plays its melancholy raking mix and the sun makes me look taller and thinner on the newly swept lawn.



Lovely, melancholy image! Very much a fall feeling.
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