Fall's Last Stand

Last week we were strolling along on the way to the library and I beheld a thing of beauty. A leaf pile so big I couldn't have lived with myself if, as a mother, I did not immediately throw myself and my child into it.


After a good ten or fifteen minutes of general frivolity and leaves in every possible crevice we brushed ourselves off, tidied the pile to its original footprint and looked up to see the workmen who had created it smiling at us from their truck. I guess their lunch break was over.
No regrets here!