The “Other” Smell of Autumn Leaves

I don’t know too many people who do not enjoy the smell of autumn leaves this time of year. Along with their multitude of colors, there are similar amounts of sweet smells as the leaves fall to the ground and continue to break down.

But, not all leaves fall to the ground to decompose. Some drop into our streams, rivers, and other watery impoundments. As those leaves break down, the odor created is far from pleasant. Pungent comes to mind when I approach the edge of a body of water that is not moving much and holding an abundance of leaves. Not only do I promptly notice the aroma, but I also see what appears to be black oil/water - almost a sheen - on the surface of the river.

One of These Days

When I survey the area I am finding that almost all of the crops are out of the field and into the bins. This year has been good as far as protecting the corn and beans. We had no dericho or even strong winds (that I am aware of) to knock the corn to the ground. Farmers have been able to run their equipment efficiently and haven’t had to go back and forth to salvage what crop is possible, as was necessary last year.

Before this corn is harvested I wanted to shoot just a couple of pictures of an “Agriculture” sense to document the season. Today was the day to get that check mark on my “To Do” list.

Following are my versions of mature seed corn - a horizontal and vertical view.

What’s Missing?

I suppose Kristy and I could have waited another day or two, but conditions were ideal tonight considering we have reached November 1 - very low water levels, warm temperatures, and hardly any wind - all with rain forecast for a few days down the road. As much as I hated to do it, once again we pulled our dock from the river for the winter.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.

Text Messages

teststatetateea ad from my “just seven years old” grandson. “Hi Gramps” were his simple words. I didn’t even know he had the ability to send text messages, let alone the equipment to do it. His first message was followed with “When are you going shopping with me?” With those words our afternoon changed direction and Kristy and I made a difference in his life.

For his recent birthday we gave him a minimally filled fishing tackle box, with a note stating he and I would go shopping together to select the remainder of the necessary gear needed for a young fellow’s angling ambitions. After receiving the text messages this morning, today became that day. Kristy and I finished our lunch, drove to his house to pick him up, and then went to the local Farm and Fleet store where there was more than enough fishing tackle product to browse through. Oh, and when we arrived at the store Kristy was encouraged to shop for other stuff…this was a shopping trip with Gramps!

It had to have been close to an hour later when we had the important items to make a seven year old a professional fisherman. From there we went to his house, sorted through his new gear, made a functioning tackle box, and went fishing. One bass hit at a top water buzz bait followed by dozens of small bluegills herded around the dock with a nightcrawler on a hook. To say we all had fun would be an understatement. We had a great time and look forward to many more outings with his new gear.