Evening star., 1932-10-15

esteemed shrub has lost its leaves Is
early as September Is in past years.
Now 1t holds them at this date.
Only o few leaves have fallen to the
ground On each althea a large per-
centage still remain green.
Lilac leaves look dull, owing to mil
dew, but yet remain on the bushes.
Great oaks still hold their leaves. few
of which as yet have turned yellow or
russell.
The barberry bushes In some sections
| have almost completed their change
from green to red, but in other COM
munities most of the reddening remains
to be accomplished, even on these
favorites.
It is pleasant to feel that the very
leaves of the trees are holding of their
turning. There will be plenty Of time
for them to drop, and once they are
gone they will be on the trees for five
or six long months at the shortest.
Surely the world, especially the city
world, Is better sight with trees in
leaf.
The baroness of Winter is tolerable
only on the theory of change, and the
faith Of mankind that Winter will give
place to Spring at last.
The greenery Of Spring and Summer
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desirable sign Of the desirable time Of
the year.
Some may dispute this. but they are
the same people who claim they prefer
the dark meat Of turkey. No faith can
be put in them. They like to argue for
the arguments sake.
No human being yet preferred the
dark meat OF the turkey to the light
meat, and no person alive actually likes
best the harShness Of Wintertime.
The Nature enthusiast, although he
may admit the special charms of the
cold months, is scarcely prepared to
admit that they are as powerful in their
lure as the months OF Spring and
Summer, or Autumn even.
| When he thinks of the flowers. and
the birds, and soft winds, and the leaves
of trees and shrubs, he finds in them
material not only for the poetry, but
| for the solid comfortable prose OF ex-
istence. Life has to have its prose as
well as its poems. He is happy who Is
able to find prose as excellent as poetry.
Green leaves are the type in Natures
| Spring and Summer story. With them
in fair array everywhere she manages
| to present q picture which no artist
| can duplicate. Who can dispute 1t?
There is no time of the year SO lovely
from the viewpoint Of the artist as each
Summer with its Spring.
Snow pictures may be gorgeous. with
their crystals, and their blankets, and
their long trails, and drifts by the
fences but when it comes to sheer
beauty of the sort which warns the
heart and mind of man they fall to
the rear of the portrait Of the lazy
August day, its bees droning away. its
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the countryside.
As the Autumn observer senses the
great role played by the leaves, the
small blades of the grass no less than
the leaves of trees and shrubs and ever
greens, he is glad that 1882 has seen
fit to retain these faithful servants as
long as possible.
outdoor gardening is almost over.
Enthusiasts may find much to do still,
but the main chore has yet to come.
1t is the raking up Of the fallen leaves.
In some sections of the city proper gay
masses Of yellew are being swept up
now by the official "whitewings.'
In the suburban areas the seasons
seem to come along later. not earlier.
as one might think who has experienced
the or degrees less in temperature
which reigns there the year around
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suburban trees. Not yet Is their decline
and fall.
The fat squirrels gayly scamper along
heavily laden boughs. rustling leaves
with their tails. Late Fall or early Fall
makes no difference to them. Nature
| is taking care of their coats, getting
! their fur into good condition. She is
thickening the layers of fat over their
ribs. Even If warm days intervene she
will go ahead with her program, for
| the time has come.
1t is Autumn, ladies and gentlemen.
| Or Fall as you prefer.