Shakin’ too … as those leaves are often wiggling precariously when one big wind whoosh will whisk them down to the ground. Most of the time they are hanging on for dear life, their jewel tones glistening in the warm sun, and the unlucky ones fluttering silently onto the lawn or sidewalk. Alot of them came down in yesterday’s wind and today’s as well. I surveyed my back and front yards, but there are not enough leaves to rake yet. My neighbor’s maple tree is ablaze in yellow and red and those leaves are already starting to drop, so inevitably raking will be on next weekend’s agenda for sure. I had to go grocery shopping, so I drove the car to Meijer and then walked around the neighborhood to get a couple of miles in before going into the store. As I walked through the neighborhood I heard the scrape of rake tines hitting the concrete and the rattle of yard waste bags. This time of year it seems sometimes you need an assembly line to open and ready the bags to dump in all the leaves … they fill up that fast. It seemed everyone was shoveling rakefuls of crisp leaves into those yard waste bags, hurriedly trying to get done to get back into the house for the Lion’s game at 9:30 a.m. That’s why I chose this morning to go to the store – I figured everyone was either at the big Meijer sale yesterday, then watching the Lions or at church services today … well, I was wrong on all counts. Guess everyone had the same scheme going on. I got in four miles between my walk and running around in the store and hauling bags back-and-forth into the house after I came home. Not bad for the last weekend of October and the last week before Daylight Savings Time ends … I still have 45 more miles to go toward my goal.