 | | 2020-12-23 12:13
From blog The Dressed Aesthetic
{Sewing} Falling Leaves
One of my most vivid childhood memories is of autumn. My grandmother had this massive maple tree in her backyard and every fall we would bundle into the car to her house to help her rake the leaves. I remember there were so many that I could stand almost knee deep in what had fallen to the ground. We would spend the afternoon raking them into even greater piles, jumping into the crisp signs of autumn with abandon. I remember moving them one pile at a time over the fence into the wooded area behind her yard.
I t’s been a very long time since I’ve seen what I consider “autumn.” Sure, I’ve felt summer give up her fight and found my way to...
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