We had a bumper crop of leaves this fall, and for the most part, the foliage outdid itself in terms of beauty. Nancy and I made several trips to and from the Smith Mountain Lake area and were entertained thoroughly by the brilliant colors of the maples, beeches, dogwoods, and oaks. They brought back memories of our house on Court Street in Lewisburg, WV.
There were two majestic maple trees in our front yard on when we moved to Lewisburg in 1955. There was nothing unusual about those two trees in the spring and summer, other than the grass beneath them was always a good spot to catch a few night crawlers for fish bait. The trees were so thick with limbs that they weren’t much good for climbing.
But when October arrived, the leaves on those maple trees began to resemble the Burning Bush on Mount Sinai. They were fiery red. Even at my young age of eleven, I was able to recognize their remarkable beauty. Then the leaves began to fall, and they fell, and they fell, and they fell some more.
What is it with maple trees? They have a million leaves, and they fall in huge clusters at about the same time. Often, I was assigned the task of raking and I swept the leaves into 4- and 5-foot pyramids. Then the fun began. Brad Stuart or another youngster on my block happened by, saw the huge leaf piles and the leaf diving began. We took running starts and soared through the air like Superman before plunging unscathed into the piles. You could literally bury yourself beneath those large mounds of leaves.
On a Saturday morning, if it wasn’t raining or blowing hard, Daddy would further rake the piles of dried, crimson leaves into the edge of the street and set them on fire. In fall, the entire town smelled of burning leaves and I remember that as a good thing. The scent of burning leaves in autumn meant that hunting season was close by. It was a time of apple cider and high school football games. It was a time of hayrides and trick-or-treating. It was a fun time and a wonderful time to be a young man in a small town in West Virginia. And it all began with a pile of leaves.