Norwegian Farmer’s Son…October 6th

October 6th…“AS A KID, ON YOUR FARM IN MINNESOTA, DID YOU EVER PLAY IN THE FALL LEAVES THAT YOU JUST FINISHED RAKING INTO A PILE?  TELL US HOW YOU FELT AND ENJOYED THE EXPERIENCE.”

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Fall could also mean FUN for Elliott when he’d rake up those “Autumn Flowers” 😉

As ubiquitous as raking leaves has been to millions of kids over the ages, I can but nostalgically acquiesce to the same sensation of chilly, brisk winds stirring scents of Fall into my nostrils.

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Raking in a good time.

Crisp leaves below me crackled from the sweeping action of my rake and began to mountain themselves into pungent piles of pleasure.   Those same leaves that cooled me in yesterday’s Summer shade were now warming me in the crisp chill of a sapphire blue, autumnal sky as my young muscles leaned into every sweep of that rake handle; almost as if I were rowing a boat across an ocean of brown, organic waves.

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Pouncing on a pile of pleasure.

Then, from that mountainous marvel of mangled Maples, came a voice beckoning me to leave my senses and destroy, albeit happily, that which I just created by raking.  And so, with all propriety and logic set aside, I answered that sprite’s calling within me and happily launched myself airborne, landing deep inside that soft mountain of leaves.

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“Kerrrfluff” was the sound of Elliott landing 😉

A snap-crackling “KerrrFLUFF”!!! was the sound of my landing as I giddily disappeared inside that billowy mountain of crisp brown delight.  Now under a dome of magic, I entered a domain of inviting glee!  In kid heaven, I recall looking skyward and relishing the kaleidoscopic views of the brilliant Minnesota sky through the leaves above me.  What better use for these mangled, munched Maples, thought I, than to turn them into an instantaneous amusement ride…….for FREE, even!

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Ohhhh the Autumn joy, that awaited that boy, as his rake he’d employ!! 😉

Such were the simple, yet luxurious sensations of playing in the leaves of Fall for this Norwegian Farmer’s Son.

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Whether Fall, or any time of the year for that matter, this was Elliott’s mother’s favorite phrase!!!

 

 

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