leaves.

Unfortunately, the leaves were not as vivid and colorful this year as they normally are in Georgia. But, the leaves still fell. And they fell fast. And they covered our yard. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love Fall. I love the warm days and the cool nights. I love the crisp breezes and the warm sunlight. And I love the colors. Even the color of dead, fallen leaves. And when that warm sunlight shines down upon those dead, fallen leaves, their Fall color still shines. And they sometimes glow.


And as for all of those dead, fallen leaves, someone has to get them out of our yard before the Homeowner's Association gives us a demerit. So, we spent most of the day on Sunday raking, sweeping, and mulching those dead, fallen leaves. And just before the last pile of leaves were mulched into material for Beme's compost bin, P got a chance to play in them.






And he loved it. Can't you tell?