So the aspen tree that is wrapped around by our front deck lost a few leaves.
They are a little slick when stepping on them, so one evening Ruby and I decided to sweep them off before they get too thick.
Here’s what happened.
She had a great time.
Instantly, in her mind, she became Tigger.
There was jumping.
Hopping.
Throwing.
Piling.
She also watched her shadow as she jumped.
Clapping for herself when the leaves are especially delightful.
Basking in the leaves and their glory.
This was one day. We’ve kept the pile of leaves for other days.
She still enjoys every bit of them.
Round Two:
I love that little Tigger. She’s a fun one.
