Well, we've been out soaking in the colors of fall (just like Lionni's Frederick). I still fear we won't have enough colors soaked up for the long, lean, gray days of winter just ahead of us.
The kids have been enjoying picking up little sticks, acorns, pine cones and a wide array of colorful leaves on their walks. Oddly enough, Kai needed to gather items for a fall wreath project at his preschool this weekend, and he was a bit irksome about it; I guess it wasn't spontaneous enough for his little spirit.
We've tried to spend at least a couple of days each week at Nana and Pappy's pumpkin patch. Some weeks the weather just won't cooperate. We've also been walking at Busey Wooks and at Turkey Run State Park in Indiana.
Norah (and Kai too) are really enjoying Busey Woods. They absolutely love to toss leaves off of the bridge and watch them float by on the other side. Kai also likes to make the decision of which way on the boardwalk we are going to roam. When it's dryer, we try to venture off the boarded path onto the trails, but it just hasn't truly been dry enough. I don't relish slogging though the mud with two young children, unhappy with the mud, who at the same time cry, "Up. Up." Call me crazy!
There is just something so amazing about a woods in the fall -- of course, I LOVE the colors, but there is also something about the smell of a woods in autumn that also makes me feel all warm inside. I grew up on a wooded lot so I am sure my soul feels soothed by such a familiar scent. And yes, I know, it's decomposition. The romantic in me just doesn't want to admit it.
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I love that smell in the woods in fall. I always think that it is the organic sugars in leaves that give is a comforting sweetness. I would love to meet you in the woods someday, i feel like we live such parallel lives.
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