Outside. Leaves. On the ground.

My granddaughter Lulu was over, and we went outside and gathered a pile of sumac leaves, and then piles of twigs and walnut shells.

We dug a small hole and buried them.

It wasn't a funeral, and so we sang "someone's in the kitchen with Dinah" over and over.

Then we found a couple of brooms and swept the leaves away.

She was hungry then and we came back in and ate some yogurt.

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Comment by JMac1949 Today on November 29, 2016 at 9:42am

Grandchildren provide perspective.  R&L

Comment by koshersalaami on November 29, 2016 at 10:37am

How close does she live?

Comment by Jonathan Wolfman on November 29, 2016 at 11:27am


Comment by John Guzlowski on November 29, 2016 at 12:01pm

Comment by Foolish Monkey on November 29, 2016 at 12:02pm

sweet john.

nothing quite like teen glamour to make one wish for autumn's simplicity and burying little things just because.

Comment by John Guzlowski on November 29, 2016 at 12:02pm

She lives about a quarter mile away.  We see her just about every day.  It's nice to see her growing and changing.  


Comment by nerd cred on November 29, 2016 at 1:36pm

You have a grand named Lulu! I love that. I wish my grands were that close. The nearest are 8 miles, too often through city traffic which makes it take as long to get to them as to the one who's 20 miles away. Big fun.

Comment by Alysa Salzberg on December 11, 2016 at 5:14pm

Thanks for sharing this.  


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