…the fun, twirly kind, that is!
Even though I’m no longer eight years old, I still have to throw a couple up in the air every fall…
But I’m not sure I’ve ever noticed these beautiful reddish-purple ones before moving to Oregon last fall. Have you? Have I just been looking at the wrong trees until now?
I think the most likely explanation is that I never truly appreciated fall until we moved to the wasteland (Austin) and now that we’re back someplace with beautiful colors, everything shows up vividly, and I am noticing more than I did before moving south.