...and what a pile it was. Don was tossing more leaves in while I was standing in the pile pulling the leaves to the back and the leaves were up to my waist.
What does one do with a pile of leaves this big? Jump in, of course!
Don dove in and disappeared under the crunchy orange and red leaves, and then he reappeared laughing because he did not hit the ground!
My turn...I fell into the arms of fall
...and was swallowed up by the pool of leaves!
We put our rakes away, hopefully for the last time this fall!