Fall in the Park

I love fall; it's so pretty with the colors of the leaves changing from green to hues of red, orange and yellow. I especially like their crunchiness when they fall to the ground though. I feel like such a little kid when I'm walking to school with my backpack on, literally walking through the piles of leaves instead of the sidewalk just so I can hear them. I'm almost like a leaf monster. Sometimes I wonder what people think when they see me walking not on the sidewalk but beside it in the trench-like leaf-filled gutters, or walking zigzagged (more so than normal) just so I can land every footstep on a leaf with a crunch. It's just amazing to me how nature's resignation to death can bring me so much life and joy.
The pictures are from the park just across the street from my house...well over the wall and across the street. I especially like the ducks in the pond who just tip over and swim with their bums in the air to get the food from the bottom. It was a sad day last week when, on my way to school, found that they had drained the pond, and the ducks were waddling so confused over the rocks that, the day before, had been covered with water. They have since moved elsewhere, so now I need to find someone else to throw my bread crusts to.