Now that it officially feels like fall, I figure I would give you all a little treat. I found this gem among some old, dusty papers from my high school youth of writing ambition. Here it is, and I hope you get a little kick out of it. =)
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Crunch the leaves. They
are falling just to fulfill their service to be crunched. What other reason
does the tapestry of color have other than to glide from gravity to the earth?
What other purpose do leaves have other than filling ears with the perfectly
pitched crackle underneath brown leather boots? Yellow. Red. Brown. Orange.
Nature’s perfection in the loftiest form. Lofty even when piled on the dirt.
The most precious past time of every single autumn is walking along a lane
lined with these majestic trees which serve as trellises to everything right in
the world. Breathe in the crisp air. Are you breathing? Can’t you almost taste
the leaves? As you walk, look for the crunchiest leaves. Not all of them will
fill the musical void, but when they do, one cannot help but smile. Be like a
child and make a game of it. Seek out the crunchers and only step on those.
Stretch your legs far and wide if necessary. Skip, hop, and leap. But most importantly, crunch away.
Crunch the time. With
the gusts of winds and tropical downpours, the leaves aren’t promised to last
long. The golden glow will fade as the daylight turns dusk earlier and
earlier. Daylight savings is approaching.
The hours to relish in the iridescent treetops will die out too soon for anyone’s
liking. Spend the remaining time outside
as much as possible. Stand with turned up necks. Blink only when your eyes
can’t stand the breeze. Breathe deeply. Just do it. You may feel like a tree
hugging fool, but you won’t regret it. You cannot possibly imagine the inner
peace which will encompass your entire being, just by looking at the leaves.
Since time moves faster than conceivably possible, crunch it into precious and
memorable moments. Take pictures, write
a poem, and hold onto one for nostalgia. But crunch the time into only positive
experiences.
Crunch the food. In
those moments when the weather is cruel and forbidding, and you are forced to
remain indoors in front of a roasting fire, wearing flannels and watching TCM
Classics, do a little baking. The picture I painted for you isn’t a bad one by
any means. In truth, it sounds rather
perfect. So spend some time in the kitchen.
Even if you don’t have Martha Stuart style or Emeril skill, turn up some
Bronze Radio Return and set the oven to 450. The number of recipes for cakes,
breads, cookies and muffins is unequivocal. Think about the number of yummy
ingredients this weather permits. Walnuts, chestnuts, almonds, hazelnuts,
pecans, and more. They add texture to your meals and to your life. It may not
seem like it, but it does. After slaving over your pristine Kitchen Aid mixer
for hours, there is nothing more satisfying than sitting in wool socks, sipping
hot tea and salivating over your fresh out of the over baked goods. A pinch of
sugar, spice, and everything crunchy is all it takes.
Crunch
away my fellow autumnal experiencers. Crunch away.
Sincerely,
Me
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