Leaf-Claws − August, 1997
My favorite thing about the coming of autumn when I was younger was when tree behind my apartment began to lose its leaves. Amidst the growing pile at the base of the tree, I would hunt on my hands and knees for the best ones, and when I had enough I would take the brown curled shells and slip them over my fingers. For the next half hour I was unstoppable.
Inevitably I'd crush them in to powder, and for the rest of the day my hands would smell like the sweet smell of dead leaves.
Comments:
intrepideddie (August 12, 2007. 02:20pm)
Fantastic! I did something similar when I was little, but with <a href="http://waynesword.palomar.edu/ww0801.htm">devil's claws</a>. My hands would be all scratched to hell (pardon the pun) by the end of the day.
Oblivious (August 14, 2007. 03:25am)
I've never encountered those things before, but they look crazy.