I think it’s an ASMR thing —
(Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response)
— the crunchy sound dry leaves make as you kick your way through them. I love it. It tickles my brain.
And the feel of the crunch under my feet is delightful, too.
Put a big pile of leaves in front of me, and I will absolutely run into it like an overenthusiastic spaniel.
Crunchy leaves are my favourite type of autumn — colourful, crisp, cool, not too soggy (although in the UK I can’t be too fussy about that because RAIN).
The golden light at the end of a day, making red leaves glow…
Evening fires and blankets…
I love it all.
Your turn: set a timer for 5 minutes and write about what pops into your head when I say crunchy leaves.
TTFN,
Vicky
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