Leaves

One of my favorite aspects of fall is the experience of walking through a pile of leaves. Piled like a snow drift blown and shaped by the Autumn wind. The sounds of the crinkle and crackle as your feet adventure in to the array of leaves sending splashes of orange, crimson, and yellow flying about. The smell, that aroma of leaves hits the tip of your nose as you take it all in. Only a moment, only a season.