I haven’t gone “leaf peeking” in years. There was a certain paved road we would visit every so often that was lined on both sides with American sweetgum.
We have the Maple Leaf Festival over in Baldwin City, KS. I’ve never been brave enough to go. The traffic is insane—and I grew up in the South Chicago suburbs.
One of the few things I miss since moving to San Diego is the fall colors. Then a couple of months later when the snows hit in the upper Midwest, I remember why I moved here in the first place.
Ah yes. Those childhood memories of jumping in a pile of leaves. And the smell of those leaves burning when your grandfather raked them up into a pile and lit them on fire.
I remember that John Steinbeck asked a New England woman if she ever became bored with the fall colors. She told him, “…it is a glory, and can’t be remembered, so it always comes as a fresh surprise.”
Yakety Sax about 1 month ago
I haven’t gone “leaf peeking” in years. There was a certain paved road we would visit every so often that was lined on both sides with American sweetgum.
kendavis09 about 1 month ago
Vine Leaf Maple are the prettiest plants of all in the fall.
cdillon85 about 1 month ago
We have the Maple Leaf Festival over in Baldwin City, KS. I’ve never been brave enough to go. The traffic is insane—and I grew up in the South Chicago suburbs.
BJDucer about 1 month ago
I don’t think I’ve seen leaves quite that shade of purple that Pasquale’s guardian angel has come up with, though.
baskate_2000 about 1 month ago
Amen!
Bruce1253 about 1 month ago
One of the few things I miss since moving to San Diego is the fall colors. Then a couple of months later when the snows hit in the upper Midwest, I remember why I moved here in the first place.
ladykat about 1 month ago
Nice colours.
mbhiggins5555 about 1 month ago
Ah yes. Those childhood memories of jumping in a pile of leaves. And the smell of those leaves burning when your grandfather raked them up into a pile and lit them on fire.
listmom about 1 month ago
Happy “Saint Michael and All Angels” day to you!
hagarthehorrible about 1 month ago
The kid is too young to enjoy the importance of different colors and shades. For now he can just enjoy soft landing on a pile of leaves.
DKHenderson about 1 month ago
I remember that John Steinbeck asked a New England woman if she ever became bored with the fall colors. She told him, “…it is a glory, and can’t be remembered, so it always comes as a fresh surprise.”