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Ashes to ashes

While most of us fretted over when to baste the turkey or watching football, they were outside as a family, working diligently and happily, raking. It appeared to be a losing battle since the winds of late November which rarely sweep through Georgia were swaying the trees, shaking free the last lingering leaves, working to recover the barren grass with the natural blanket that had been suddenly drawn back, exposing the brown blades to the coming cold.

Later, savoring the sight and smell of the year's first leafburning in their backyard as dusk fell, I gave thanks for my friendly, hardworking neighbors across the street, lighting the inky night with the warm glow of a flame fueled of natural embers, of spending a day outside together, bonding.

posted by rekkidbraka @ 11:15 AM