It’s too hard to resist the big piles of crunchy leaves along the path we take to school.  The Talker couldn’t stop himself from leaping into just about every one we passed, this big goofy grin on his face every time.  I’m savoring these afternoons when we can walk to school, the crisp air a refreshing break to our day.  The memories of thes walks will (hopefully) sustain me through the dreary winter days ahead.