When is a leaf pile . . .
. . . more than a leaf pile?
When it's a big, crunchy, pile of awesomeness that you can jump into!
Over the weekend,
I lost count how many times Anna and Todd
went sprinting toward Compost Hill . . .
. . . to gleefully crash-land in the pile of leaves we had raked . . .
. . . then do it all over again!
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