19 Qawl 164 B.E. - Tuesday, December 11, 2007 about 8:46 AM PST
It's fall in Las Vegas. The leaves are changing colors and dropping from the trees. The wind is blowing leaves across the streets and avenues. The wind is pushing the falling leaves under the wheels of passing cars.
One of my fondest childhood memories is autumn. In Oklahoma the first freeze of the year comes before December, usually around the first day of Autumn. After the freeze the leaves start to change. The cottonwood leaves turn yellow and the oak leaves turn orange. I haven't caught sight of any cottonwood trees, but there are oak trees all over the city. There are other trees, of course, but the oak leaves are the prettiest and the most memorable.
A lot of business plant oak trees on their property. I don't know the watering guide for oak trees. I don't know if the take a lot of water or a little water. I know the leaves are pretty when they change in the fall. I complain about the cold, but one of the blessing of cold weather is the changing leaves. If the it weren't for the first freeze in the fall the leaves wouldn't change and green leaves all year round doesn't allow variety. Variety is the spice of life or so the saying goes.
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