Autumn was in full bloom in our time in Michigan. The leaves had turned, and the weather was cool and crisp. We seized this opportunity and rode our bikes from Grandma and Grandpa's to a picturesque nearby park. The gravel road leading there felt like a trip through the country. We stopped to pick some apples along the way. Apparently apple trees are so prevalent in Michigan, you can just stop and pick them, for free, from anywhere. Some bursting cattails added to the girls' amusement, and the views along the way were ideal. Once at the park, the girls topped off this perfect fall afternoon with a giant leaf pile. They took turns diving, and burying each other in it. To the girls, a pile of fall leaves is the most exciting thing ever. To me they seem itchy, dirty and messy. Obviously, somewhere between childhood and adulthood we lose the fascination with leaf piles. I'm glad the girls haven't yet.
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