I took a walk through the park yesterday evening. I chose to navigate an area in the backlog the park where I used to play as a child. I had hoped to gather a large amount of leaves from the ground to work with, but they are still holding strong to the trees. I was able to gather a few fallen leaves in various stages of decomposition. I found many sites with interesting structures formed by dead or dying trees as well as partially fallen trees that have been heaved out of the ground by erosion. The park showed a lot more erosion than I had remembered. Some areas have uncovered evidence of past land development: asphalt, brick, metal. I remember encountering these in small quantities when I was young. There was a mysterious quality about their history, about our history, our making/developing of land and the decomposition of our efforts.
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