YES! The leaves are starting to change. Pretty soon there are going to be piles of crunchy leaves on the ground, just waiting to be raked up and jumped in.
(photo by michaelaw)
When I lived on the blueberry farm in Michigan, we had a really flat yard (except for the bomb shelter in the back), with a lot of trees. And our yard was HUGE. We're talking thousands and thousands of leaves.
I loved jumping in the piles. And then picking bits and pieces out of my hair for the next three days (I didn't shower very often back then).
(the yard was similar to this one, by mossholder)
You know what else we had? Giant wind storms. The kind that would knock the power out for a whole week.
This one time we had a crazy windstorm, and when we went outside the next day, all of our beautiful, crunchy leaves were gone.
We looked across the street, and our neighbors house was covered.
You couldn't even see the front windows.
It was the biggest pile we had ever seen.
We felt kind of bad, and thought about mentioning it to our parents...
...but then we realized that they would make us clean it up.
You guys, these weren't even our nice neighbors.
So we pretended we didn't notice.
(these are actual photographs from our childhood. We had an awesome camera.)
In that same crazy storm, the wind picked up our trampoline, and wrapped it around a tree.
No really, that happened.
It was pretty intense.
(David really liked soccer)
And there wasn't even a tornado that time.
It really did knock out our power for a week. My mom got pretty stressed out. But I didn't really mind. It's not like I would have showered anyway.
I'm not sure what the moral of this story is. Maybe...go jump in some leaves? Or possibly... Chantel loves Cats.
What do you love about fall?