| What I really know about Autumn Leaves
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| | without fearing that I might fall on the
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| I don't like August because of its
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| | wet or icy pavement.
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| proximity to September; September means
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| | Autumn leaves end my summer freedoms;
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| the end of summer. In August, an
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| | their appearance means that they are
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| occasional ruby or burnt orange leaf will
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| | dying. Soon they will be a crunchy mess
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| float from the huge oaks in my yard. It
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| | on the ground. Lawns resemble patchwork
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| is a harbinger of the leafy avalanche
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| | quilts with meandering, wind-tossed
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| that will follow, starting in September.
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| | leaves. Rain makes the leaves slippery,
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| Many people enjoy 'fall foliage.' They
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| | and walking becomes hazardous.
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| travel hundreds of miles to New England,
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| | My gutters and downspouts will be clogged
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| or West Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains
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| | with leaves. Lower temperatures, chillier
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| or Letchworth State Park, which is one
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| | winds and heavier clothing accompany the
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| hour south of Buffalo, to see what is
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| | autumn leaves, which cling to the trees
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| visible in their own yards-leaves turning
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| | until the end of October. Winds force the
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| scarlet or canary yellow, cascading from
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| | remainder to the ground where laughing
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| branches and creating small hills until
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| | children pounce, slide and trample on
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| they are shoveled into garbage bags.
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| | them on their way to school.
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| Children love to jump in the piles of
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| | November means naked trees; almost all
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| raked leaves that their parents have left
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| | the leaves are gone now. Bare branches
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| by the curb. Families burn leaves in
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| | dictate the landscape for the next five
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| backyards, creating an acridity that
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| | months. Snowflakes swirl around the trees
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| permeates the neighborhood.
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| | which used to host swaying greenery
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| Some people love the change of seasons
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| | tickled by summer's soft breezes. As the
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| and the vibrant, changing hues of the
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| | snow accumulates, wilted, brittle brown
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| leaves. Some think these colors are
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| | leaves poke out of the tops of snow
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| spectacular.
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| | banks.
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| I don't.
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| | Gold and crimson leaves are sad
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| Green leaves are spectacular to me; they
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| | messengers of winter's dreary, leafless
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| symbolize spring and summer-my favorite
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| | impending arrival. Oaks, maples and white
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| seasons. Their greenery means warmth,
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| | birches look pathetic. Their graceful,
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| bikes, the relentlessly repetitive jingle
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| | baron branches resemble a parent's
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| of the ice cream truck and open windows
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| | outstretched arms, yearning for the
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| at night. It means noisy lawnmowers and
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| | return of baby green buds.
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| the smell of newly cut grass. Green
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| | Falling leaves announce summer's
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| leaves mean that I am free to walk
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| | departure.
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| outside without layers of clothing and
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