Growing up in southern California, the closest I ever got to Fall leaves was the one persimmon tree growing in my friend Julie‚€™s front yard. So when my parents took my siblings and me to Boston and Vermont one year to experience a real Fall, I couldn‚€™t believe the hills and hills of colors. My mom helped me gather handfuls and handfuls of red, orange and gold leaves, preserve their colors with hairspray, and pack them in shoeboxes to take home. That year I dressed up as a pile of leaves for Halloween and we used the rest in our traditional Thanksgiving centerpiece of apples, pears and persimmons.
Now that I have access to Fall foliage every year, I can send it to my mom and all my friends on the West Coast to help them brighten up their holidays and celebrate the change of seasons.
Note: if you spray them with hairspray to preserve the colors, make sure you pick a scent that won‚€™t freak out the post office -- in years when the leaves changer earlier in the season, pressing them in a heavy book works wonderfully too.
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