Another childhood memory - the big piles of leaves in the back yard. I don't know what it is about a big mound of leaves that screams "jump on in" or "throw me up in the air". But it's what I think of every time I see a giant pile of freshly raked leaves. And then I remember how itchy they get when you get those crunchy tree leaves in your shirt and pants. *itch, itch*
What do you think of when you see a pile of leaves?