Leaves, fate, and other things of importance....

... Today I was setting at the kitchen table drinking my breakfast, looking out the big front window. I could see my neighbor Dean working hard at raking up the leaves in his yard and piling them up for pick-up.

A few hours later I was setting at the same table having my lunch, looking out the same window, when a ferocious wind came up and blew all our unraked leaves across the street and into our neighbors yard.

Life's a funny old dog.