Last year, when the leaves fell, you
worried; you
tried to put them back on the trees,
so concerned that the pretty wooden creatures
might be ill,
that something in the world might have turned
wrong.
This year when I raked leaves into a big, big pile
you waded through them, buried to your waist;
you jumped ,and landed with a crunch, and jumped again
and tossed crisp red and brown confetti in the air
for hours straight,
and laughed, and laughed,
as though a pile of leaves were the best thing
ever in the world,
and I laughed too, and didn’t feel the blisters on my hands
from so much raking.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Why We Do It
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Evan has that jacket too. I used it as part of his costume for Halloween.
camera working again? or recycling of older pictures ?
Finally an update again :) cheers
Camera sort-of working. Took this one last night.
What a difference a year makes, I think
Good for you guys, loved reading this.
Awww. That is so sweet. I thought the same thing Dawn said... What a difference a year makes.
*gasps for breath over sheer awesomeness of this post*
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