When we bring her in for the night or just walk within a few feet of her, this is what she does. Stop. Drop. Offer tummy.
This photo was taken in March, but it doesn’t matter. From some point in late October/early November up until the first buds peek out of their bark covered cocoons most of Oklahoma looks the same. I love it here, but that’s one thing I will not hestitate to be honest about. Our seasonal changes are brisk and brutal. Blink and you will miss the changing of the leaves in autumn and the resurrection of the plantlife come springtime.
Right this minute, the trees in our yard are going from a deep grassy green to yellow and onto red. And then some turned yellow all in one day and the next the tree was bare as could be. Ah well. I’ll enjoy my autumn while it lasts.