Now... I think God made leaves fall for a purpose... they fall in Fall and make a warm blanket to prepare and protect tender plants for the coming blanket of snow in winter. And maybe I should just leave them be and do their job? But then... maybe come spring I won't care for a brown mass of pulp or whatever on top of what should be my green lawn? Or... will the leaves completely rot away to make way for my freshly green lawn?
Or perhaps the purpose of leaves, is to be raked by Jane, who is then asked by Mary if she may jump in them... to which Jane responds, "Of course? Why else would I be raking them?"
"I've been dreaming and dreaming my whole life about doing that, and finally it's coming true!"