On such a lovely morning…


It had rained just enough. 

The sky was full of puffy clouds, birds were singing, a delicious cool breeze blew in refreshing the inside of my home…

It was perfection.

Suddenly my nose is assaulted by the smell of the neighbor’s burning leaves!  I rush to close the windows,

It is too late.

My house now smells like an ash pile.


How is your Friday going?   😉

28 thoughts on “On such a lovely morning…

    • pixilated2 says:

      I’m sensitive to smoke. I love camping because of the campfires, but I hate the smoke hangover I get in the morning! LOL! (But, not to worry, I did tag this as humor. 😉 )

  1. victoriaaphotography says:

    Sorry to hear about the smell, Lynda. There’s good fire smells and bad fire smells.

    It’s ok when you’re sitting around a campfire outdoors, but not ok when you’re inside. I know how you feel (having burnt one of my good saucepans for the umpteenth time the other night).

    But, my Friday was a really good one and I have some photos to share from it in tomorrow’s posts.

    • pixilated2 says:

      Victoria, if the pan is not aluminum, then add water to cover the burned part, then add one cup of white vinegar. let it soak overnight and the charred bits will come off. If it is particularly bad then heat the water/vinegar to simmer, turn off the heat, and cover. It took me a bit of elbow grease, but my totally cremated pot came clean without abrasives!

      Can’t wait to see your latest photos! ~ L

  2. Promenade Claire says:

    I wish neighbours would just let you know before they do stuff like this – our neighbour once lit a huge bonfore when I had the washing out – we were at home and they could clearly see the washing on the line. Needless to say I was a tad cross!! Hope your weekend improves 🙂
    Beautiful photo!

    • pixilated2 says:

      Thanks Claire! One of my neighbors is pretty reliable, and likes to burn everything, old overstuffed chairs, large cardboard, giant plastic packing crates, and whole chainsawed trees (!!!) on Sundays. Though lately it seems to be more the middle of the week. However, the sneak attack yesterday was a mystery. I couldn’t see that anyone on our road was burning anything. We had a brisk breeze going so maybe it came from across the fields? Anyway, except for some goose trials (more later) everything is going well and the lovely weather is holding! 😀
      ~ L

    • pixilated2 says:

      Diana, thank you! Yes, it is another perfect day today and no burning going on either. I love campfires and camping, but I am too sensitive to the smoke. I still do it, but in small doses! ~ L

  3. ceciliag says:

    What are they burning them for! people are crazy, store them in black garbage bags and throw them in the garden next year!! aaahh.. terrible, the waste.. let alone the smell. c

    • pixilated2 says:

      That’s what I say, Celi! I use mine for mulching along the fences so I don’t have to spray Roundup to keep the grass from growing up through them. We have six GIANT oak trees on our property and they make a lot of leaves. So in fall we put them into two 4 X 8 corrals we made of landscaping timbers. We leave them there to turn to leaf mould. It is a slower process, but it works for us. ~ L

  4. Steve Schwartzman says:

    In the places I’ve lived for decades, the burning of leaves has been banned in order to reduce air pollution, but when I was growing up on Long Island, every fall I used to rake the leaves off the lawn and into piles at the edge of the street, where I would burn them. Sometimes we’d make big piles on the lawn and kids would play in them. I haven’t thought about those things in ages, but you reminded me.

    • pixilated2 says:

      Ah! I had forgotten playing in the leaf piles too! One of the old homes we lived in in SoCal had a big camphor tree out front. We used to like to play in its leaves too. One time, I buried myself in the pile and then waited for my little brother to come along…

      Now that I think about it I guess I was a brat back then. 😉
      ~ L

  5. shoreacres says:

    Yep. Piles of leaves. Maple, especially. We’d run and jump into them, but the burning was the best. I’ve actually got a photo or two of little me in the leaf piles, with my dad standing there, leaning on his rake and beaming. 😉

    Is it possible that someone was burning fields? It’s a little late, but we often get smoke when they burn the refuges to the east, or when the cane farmers in Louisiana burn their fields. That smoke is traveling a good ways – but I don’t know if you have such crops or grasslands around you.

    • pixilated2 says:

      Linda, that sounds lovely! Will post those pictures someday? As for the smoke I don’t think is was burning fields, at any rate not on purpose, it has been way too dry here lately. At least is was up til last night. We have had some significant and delicious rain!
      ~ L

    • pixilated2 says:

      Patti, I suppose if I didn’t have issues with smoke and sinus trouble I wouldn’t care. Fireplaces can make the same smells in a home, and yes, it is hard to get the smell out. ~ L

  6. littlesundog says:

    Gulp… I’m afraid I am guilty of starting the burn pile and not informing neighbors. We live on the outskirts of town, and an alley runs along our south property line. In the winter when I spend a lot of time burning dead limbs and ice damaged trees from our woodlands, I’m sure I displease a few people. However, these are the same people who dump trash and their discards over our fence, along the woodlands where we don’t see it unless we drive the path back there. I caught one neighbor dumping his cut limbs on our side after a storm. I usually make sure to burn when the wind is blowing the smoke down his direction!!

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