![]() ![]() Adam and Eve concealed their nakedness with leaves, remember? Leaves have always hidden our awkward secrets. Walk down a lane overhung with trees in the never-never land of autumn, and you will forget about time and death, lost in the sheer delicious spill of color. ![]() For children, leaf fall is just one of the odder figments of Nature, like hailstones or snowflakes. Fall is the time when leaves fall from the trees, just as spring is when flowers spring up, summer is when we simmer, and winter is when we whine from the cold.Ĭhildren love to play in piles of leaves, hurling them into the air like confetti, leaping into soft unruly mattresses of them. As we say the word, we’re reminded of that other Fall, in the garden of Eden, when fig leaves never withered and scales fell from our eyes. Ackerman enthusiastically, patiently, and most of all exuberantly reintroduces us to the sensual world from her perspective and shows us how it is so much more alive and kicking than what we learned in grade school.This book is still broken down into five familiar. ![]() ![]() So the word and the idea are both extremely ancient, and haven’t really changed since the first of our kind needed a name for fall’s leafy abundance. We call the season “fall,” from the Old English feallan, to fall, which leads back through time to the Indo-European phol, which also means to fall. Though leaves lose their green life, they bloom with urgent colors, as the woods grow mummified day by day, and Nature becomes more carnal, mute, and radiant. Reflecting on leaves falling, Diane Ackerman writes: Free Essay: Diane Ackerman, a writer intoxicated with the senses, writes about the sensory experience of smell in the first chapter of A Natural History of. ![]()
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