Maple Leaves


I used to collect maple leaves. In the fall, whenever I was under a maple tree, I would pick some colorful leaves from the ground and later carefully place each in a book.

One July day, while getting ready to visit my sister Karin at Albany, I asked my roommate if she wanted anything from New York.

“Red maple leaves,” she said and laughed.

She didn’t know that I had left a box of dried maple leaves at Karin’s house.


About Helen C

A retired computer programmer who loves writing and photographing, and has managed to publish a YA novel "Jin-Ling’s Two Left".
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

I would love to hear from you...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s