Imagine:

We are outside in the backyard. A big pile of yellow leaves have been raked into a pile. Connor is pretending to lick a lollypop. He says:

"49, 22, HIKE HIKE HIKE"

He jets across the yard, jumps, and lands dead center in the middle of the pile. He looks at his "lollypop", has a huge pile of leaves held up to his mouth looking like a leaf beard, and screams,

"GOOD GRIEF!"

Ahhhh. The great pumpkin Charlie Brown has been re-lived in our backyard. That's what winter is all about!!!

(Totally worth all of those leaves stuck in the pool pump right now)