About a week too late, we headed to the mountains of North Carolina today. Last weekend the leaves were at their color peak; after a windy Saturday, there were few left on the trees. Still, we found a spot with good light and a lot of leaves and went at it.
L and I ran,
fell,
rolled around, and covered each other with leaves.
Except for the covering-with-leaves portion, it was continuous “more!” from L (and it came out as sweetly as always: “mo!”).
And while most of the leaves had fallen, there were still some magnificent views, particularly of one lay down.
Of course, what would an outing be without some quiet moments, sharing a snack.
