Our life living off the land in our log cabin, breathing fresh mountain air, and getting back to basics.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Crunchy Crispy Leaves

One of my favorite things to do during the fall is crunch my way through the crispy leaves that blanket the ground. 
As I walked up the driveway today, listening to the crispy song my feet made with every step, splashes of color were dancing through the air, randomly landing around me.
The sun's rays would shine between the tree trunks and make them light up for just a moment, making even the brown rolled up leaves look magical. 
Here and there a perfect leaf would seem to jump out at me, with the granite as it's bedding and a quilt of colors dressing it. 
Then I spotted it, the golden hairs of this wild flower stalk was being kissed by the sun while it swayed in the breeze...beautiful with the blanket of leaves behind it.  

I crunched my way back to the cabin, feeling grateful for all that I'd seen.  You see, it's been a bit of a tough day because our good friend Ron is in the hospital....healing thoughts for you my dear friend...may the song of the crispy crunchy leaves touch your heart.  

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Dad/Pepere said...

Faboulous fall healing thoughts and prayers for Ron. Hugs!

Malcolm and Ciejay Burgess said...

Prayers from Thailand also.

Vicki Lane said...

That crunching, crackling leaf sound is so fine -- and the nutty, woodsy smell that comes with it too. Blessings to Ron.

Powell River Books said...

Our maples have lost most of their leaves. The wind storm two nights ago took a lot of them away. But they are on Goat Island, too far to feel and hear the crunch. - Margy

Lise said...

Thanks dad, all prayers and healing thoughts are appreciated and needed! Hugs back:)

Thank you Malcolm and Ciejay:)

Vicki, you're right, the smells are also amazing!

Your Goat Island view is spectacular Margy, I hope the leaves stay long enough for you to enjoy it for a long time!