Trees look scared
Beautiful bright and sunny morning. The weather is also great. It is 12 C at 9.30 in the morning. My household looks a bit quiet. Some have gone to work in person. Others are getting ready to leave. My grandson, the youngest one, is sleeping. He is done with his uni, enjoying his time at home. My garden is not the same as the days before. The gold, white and purple colored seasonal flowers are gone. Just a couple of red and pink flowers are there. David Austin already left, weeks ago to take a break. Three pink Canadian roses are also here to give color to my garden. The grass looks beautiful, green with all the gold leaves scattered on its top. Not much left on the body of the Maple leaf tree in front. My friend, the Black squirrel, is busy with his exercises on the wooden fence of my garden. The small brown rabbit is enjoying his breakfast on the right side of my deck. The glass top of my steel garden table is shining under the sun. The red knitted steel garden cha...
