Hemingway, come look at this:
This leaf doesn’t look normal but I can’t reach it. What has happened to it?
Steinbeck, am I going to have to explain this to you every fall?
Probably. I have a short attention span. MOL!
Look at the deck. Notice that there are lots of leaves that look like that and they are scattered all over.
Why aren’t they still in the trees? Do they feel bad that they are no longer green so they jump off?
No. The Painting Fairies come along and paint the leaves so they change colors for the humans to enjoy in the fall.
They seem to be rather limited in their choices of color.
Not everywhere. They use different colors for different trees. Look off in the distance.
Oh………that’s pretty. But you know what, Hemingway?
Those Painting Fairies are going to have mighty wet feet with all the rain we’ve been having. I bet Mom won’t let them in the house with their wet feet!