This has been a great week to enjoy the leaves. Everywhere I walk with the dog, there are leaves gathered up along edges of sidewalks and in many places folks have been raking so there are little piles all over. Since it’s been dry for at least a week, it is marvelous to crunch through them as we walk.
During my first autumn at Carleton, one Saturday a bunch of us cut through the wooded area behind the library on the way to the football field. There was a hollow that was completely filled up with leaves and on a lark, we jumped into the leaves and threw them around for a bit. The following fall, three of us met up and created another leaf pile on the “bald spot” on campus. That started a tradition that has continued through the years. A few friends get together, make a big pile of leave and then jump in. Normally YA and I scout out locations that morning and then afterwards, everybody adjourns to our house for potluck. If the weather is bad (or has been bad and leaves are wet), then we skip the pile and go straight to the potluck. There have only been a couple of years when my travel schedule has kept us from gathering. It’s almost a much fun at this dog has:
Of course, this year there was no leaf pile and no potluck (although YA still wants me to make my chili and leaf cookies) so I’m having to get as much enjoyment from walking through leaves with the dog!
Any spontaneous, impromptu gatherings in your past?