Golden, you are,
Golden sovereigns on your trees.
Golden guineas on your floor,
golden coin of leaves that fall
for us to scuffle through
as they fall
into an October carpet
which hides our shoes.
~ Elsa Beskow
We read a lot of Elsa Beskow books around here. Which leads to a longing for fall leaves and rustling our feet in them and crunching them. We live in the low desert though and maples just don’t grow among Palo Verde and Saguaro cactus. However, we do have a 9,000ft mountain right up the road, and with that mountain comes small hidden groves of Rocky Mountain Maples.
We headed up the mountain last week and found we were not too late, so we took our packs and headed down this two-mile stretch of trail where the maples grow.
The colors were stunning in the golden afternoon light. Leading us ever on and on until we knew it would take us too long to make the trek back. The air was perfect too. Just cold enough for long sleeves and pants but not so cold you needed a sweater.
Needless to say, we brought a few leaves home to decorate and make a few pieces of art with.
I know fall leaf season is almost over in the north, but if you need something to do with those remaining leaves check out the tutorial I created over on the Sparkle Stories blog for making a waxed leaf banner.