Wednesday, September 10, 2008

happiness # 38

riding my bike over suburban, dried, fallen leaves. they crunch so satisfyingly.
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2 comments:

megha puNAter" said...

yes i know that sound,lovely isnt it?

6:54 pm
P said...

you can feel it in your mouth, that's how good it tastes. i always feel a bit sorry for the leaves themselves, but they will be okay, i presume. i'm afraid it's usually already too late for them...

7:14 pm

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