How you can tell it’s fall in L.A., according to a guy from Vermont
It’s fall in Los Angeles. We know because the leaves are falling and the weather gets worse every year. In Vermont every season is a season — a season to enjoy the beauty of a fall day or the crispness of a crisp autumn morning. A season where the leaves are changing color, a season marked by the changing seasons of the leaves, the falling season. A season, I mean.
I was driving home on the road home from a trip to Los Angeles to visit my parents. There’s a small park by a river near them that is always full of people and dogs. Because it is a park that has a pond nearby, it is always busy. There were so many people in the park that I could easily see all the faces without looking at their cars. There were so many people, in fact, that it was almost impossible to get through the park without passing at least a few cars or walking by somebody’s back yard.
After about an hour or so of waiting to cross the road or the park’s driveway, I came across the park again and, there was a big hole in the road through the park’s driveway. It was a real big open road. I did a double take when I looked closer. It became obvious right away that it was the opening to the road that was in the park.
So I got out of the car with my camera and started taking pictures as I walked through the park. As I got closer to the opening, I saw what looked like a very large tree with a big trunk. I got closer to the tree and started taking photos. I took a few more then noticed a man standing next to the tree and pointing at the opening I just walked through. He was yelling out some sort of instructions to the guys who were standing in the park. I stopped because I knew what these