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Leaf it to Miss Emily.

Autumn arrived a few weeks ago, and literally overnight the trees where I live lost their leaves following a terribly windy night.

Miss Emily was also bragging about her new wellies and I took her out for a quick pic session. It was not very successful I am afraid.

“Gee, just look at all these leaves! did you do that?”

“Me? Miss Emily you credit me with too much energy, twas the wind. Didn’t you hear it last night?”

“Now that was wind! I thought the house was going to blow away and wanted to start packing my hats and hair bows away just in case.”

“Talk about hats, where did you get that chapeau from anyway?”

“Ah, tis a school hat, I found it in a shop in town, it’s very nice.”

“It’s also a bit too small for you, or maybe your bonce is too big?”

“My bonce big?”

“Yep, a 5 gallon hat on a 10 gallon head.”

“That’s not very nice, I think I must go pout.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to pick up all these leaves instead?”

“No thanks, I will leaf that to the experts. Oh, I made a pun.”

“And it was truly punful to hear.”

“I definitely feel a pout coming on.”

“Never mind the pout, do you realise that a few years ago you made your debut amongst the leaves on the field?” 

“Yikes! what is with all the yellow? I look like a 46″ banana!”

“Oh I don’t know, I think you looked kind of cute, all prim and proper. Even your sandals were yellow.”

“That is scarey. I hope I don’t have them anymore.”

“No, I gave them away because they didn’t fit very well.”

“That’s a relief. Where is my hat?”

“You hadn’t really developed your own “style” by then. You were really just a cute dolly with a pout back then.”

“And no ice cream either?”

“None. You were more of a tea and biccie type of girl when I met you.”

“Wowsers, I am impressed with me. Such self discipline, so much catching up to do!” 

“Not so fast young lady. What are we going to do about all these leaves?”

“Sell them on ebay?”

“I think not. I will leaf you to think about it.”

It took her a week, but she finally ended up doing backstroke in the leaves..

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A Day at the Park

Autumn was here and the leaves were flying all over the place while the sun was making the occasional surprise visit and the wind was blowing like crazy. Poor Miss Emily dearly wanted to go to the park but unfortunately the powers that be had decreed that our park was in need of “Improvement” which was really another name for “politically correct”. 

Fortunately there was a brief break in the weather so I could take Miss Emily to try out the all new squeaky clean park with it’s fake grass. It is not an inspiring place, but then I grew up in a different era altogether. Miss Emily was wearing her new polka dot dress with Mary Janes, not really an intelligent choice for somebody with strange knees.

Neither Miss Emily or myself were quite sure what these were in aid of, but then I am not a toddler so would not really know. I guess that children would know, but I certainly don’t. Poor Miss Emily was struggling not to blow away, and of course the skirt of her new dress was not making things easier. However, she did have a woolly hat to keep her ears warm, but I was pretty certain that I would end up holding it at some point. 

The all new shiney jungle gym thing looked kind of exciting for a brief minute, but being of limited mobility meant that clambering would not happen, besides, Miss Emily was not too keen on her skirt blowing over her head.

The slide showed promise though

Is that it? not very exciting is it? I am afraid that the slide was a disappointment, gone was the much higher one that would have seen Miss Emily reach breakneck speed! 

“Miss Emily, where is your woolly hat?”

“It’s um… er… I don’t know?”

Her hat retrieved and now replaced with a scarf; Miss Emily decided to try the merry go round (or roundabout depending on where you came from). It was exciting because it actually moved, but I really had to be careful she didn’t decide to fly off into the distance while I was taking the pic. 

“Let’s go swing!” Miss Emily insisted.

“No, you can swing, I will watch.”

It was quite a battle to get Miss Emily into the seat. “Miss Emily, where is your scarf?”

“Um, er… I don’t know?”

Miss Emily swung until she was tired of swinging. “I need to rest. My tummy is upside down.”

There was this strange blue and yellow boingey thingey that she decided was perfect to sit on while she regained her pouty composure.

“This strange boingey thingey is fun, but it is making me feel boingey inside. I need to find somewhere to sit that doesn’t move please.”

I moved Miss Emily to the bench so that she could re-arrange her boingey tummy while I retrieved her scarf.

She waved at me and I could see she was about ready to go home. “Time to head off home Miss Emily?”

“Great idea, the wind is really messing with my hair and I think there is a spot on my dress.”

“Well spotted Miss Emily. come, let us go, I have your scarf and you have your hat so we are more or less all here.”

We made our way home, Miss Emily had had an interesting morning so far and I really wanted to see how her pics came out, and whether the special effects images were any good. The good ones I will post at her artistic images gallery.

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