Being from Mexico Abuelo has never experienced a Canadian autumn before. We live in the middle of a hard wood forest & Abuelo is fascinated by all the leaves coming down. He seems to be totally mystified by them as they slowly float the ground. He lies on the front porch & watches intently as they drift by. Every so often his curiousity gets the better of him & he dashes off the porch to get a closer look. After a brief inspection he returns to the porch & resumes his watch.
It's just too funny :)
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