We have all heard the saying about trees, and even watched the cute commercial showing a tree talking as it fell. That is what I was thinking about today as I walked one of our paths through the woods. The path was covered in leaves making it impossible to hear anything but the sound of leaves crunching underfoot as I walked.
When I stopped I heard the familiar sounds of the woods, the crow "cawing" in the distance, the woodpecker "pecking" a tree near me, and the chickadee's unforgettable chickadee song.
I continued along the path and wondered how did the early settlers and natives do it...how did they walk in the woods in the fall? I tried to be quiet, but to no avail.
I love the fall, but the noise was starting to get to me. I wondered how much longer til all the leaves were on the ground. Then it might be worthwhile raking the trail. I looked up and saw some trees with no leaves, but many still had a long way to go.
I think those leaves will be making a sound for a long time to come!
