Wouldn’t it be something if they called Autumn…. “Drop” instead of “Fall”….. ?  This I ask you.

I mean.  Who came up with “Fall” anyway?

We call Winter, Winter.  Not “Slushy” or “Frosty”.
And Spring… is of course Spring.   No “Boingy” or “Pop-Up-Out-Of-The-Ground.”
Summer.  Oh.  My favorite Summer.  How about “Balmish” or “Toasty”?  Or “Sunny-Go-Lightly”?  Yeahhhhhhh.

But Autumn.  Fall.  Pretty much one in the same. Yepperooni.

It is the season with two names.  I think for a name… I like “Stagger” better.  Or “All Tripped Up”…..   but Fall sounds so dang permanent.

I mean…. it seems dismal and sad.  Like things are shriveling up and dying on tree branches, or something.

Oh wait.  They are.   The Leaves.

Now why do they call them Leaves.  Like… are they going somewhere… exiting?  Taking a hike….?  Vamoooooose?

Leaves.

Why not call them…. …..
Hmmmmm. … … ….. Maybe “Path Seekers”

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson