Autumn Leaves

 Mrs Beaver was busy sweeping all the Autumn leaves from the path. It was taking her quite some time, once she'd clear the path it seemed to fill with leaves all over again. 

"Look at that big pile of leaves over there!"
"MICHAEL NO!!!!"

But it was too late. Before Mrs Beaver could finish what she was saying, little Michael had cycled his trike right through the pile of leaves!

"WEEEEEEEEEEE"

The beautiful leaves were flying everywhere, it was like orange red and orange snow! But when turned around and saw his Momma's sad face, he felt very bad. She'd worked all morning to clear the leaves only to be right back at the beginning. So he found his little trowel and fork and got to helping clear up the mess he'd made.

"Im sorry Momma, I just couldn't help myself"
"Don't worry little one, I guess two hands are better than one!"