|Photo: green, gold, and orange leaves on an aspen tree|
Each week, Denise ate Girlie on the Edge hosts the Six Sentence Story link up. It's an enjoyable challenge: to write a sentence of only six sentences, based on the prompt word. This week's prompt is "crunch."
As a little girl, she read the papers, and knew that the Peanuts gang and others derived joy from jumping into big piles of fallen leaves, but she couldn't imagine exactly how that translated into fun. The leaves on the oak tree in the neighbor's yard turned brown before falling to the ground, and the Oregon rain kept them constantly soggy.
She grew up knowing the jokes about Oregon's weather (Oregonians don't tan, they rust, and Rain is liquid sunshine), but didn't truly appreciate the underlying truth until she moved out-of-state for college. She couldn't get over the fact that the sky was cloudless most of the time, and that weeks could go by without precipitation--even in the fall!
Walking to her apartment after class one day, she was struck by the beauty all around her. The mountains rose up against a deep blue sky, the trees were ablaze in orange and gold, and, as she tromped through the leaves on the sidewalk, she heard a satisfying crunch, crunch, crunch.