When Jenn posted this leaf photo for our weekly prompt, the humor writer in me thought, what's funny about that?
To find humor, we must compare leaves to people. We're born small, grow large, and then shaky. At times we do things to make our faces turn red, then we plummet to the ground because that much color only comes when drunk or sunburned.
So in conclusion, there is nothing funny about a color-changing leaf. Now leaf blowers: that's a different story.
Thanks to those who push the Picket Fence!
