Ever realise that when you look through series of movement photos, your imagination will engage you into the photos too?
Since it's autumn season now (in the northern hemisphere), I'll like to share my autumn with everyone (which I had earlier this year in the southern hemisphere).
I've always wanted to do this. Run through the leaves, kicking them around and tossing them up in the air. Stomping on them as you walk pass, not caring if you're leaving a mess because you're already in a whole pile of beautiful mess.
It's like walking in a fairy wonderful. A dream. Wandering into the woods and get lost in your fantasy.
It's even more fun when there are more leaves around. I've once seen a kid on tv jumping into a pile of human height leaves and disappeared into it. Who cares about dirtiness, or making noises, or criticism for reliving your childhood.
It's one of those things that's meant to be fun and meaningless in life.
So when I arrived in Christchurch, I decided to take an afternoon out and indulged in my autumn silliness.
I call it My Autumn Happiness.
And another two dozens or more photos of it.
a happy danny
kicking leaves
more kicking
and more
danny stomping on leafy ground
fly leaves, fly~
Are you feeling the Autumn Happiness yet? :D
ps// I just realised this series of photos are really matching to my blogskin. :p