Leaves on valleys and soil on rocky roads - Description

We crossed sloping valleys. They felt as cracked and crisp afoot as nut-butter nature valley biscuits. They were scattered with leaves as crunchy as roasted peanuts. Though the leaves dried up, they were not yet powdery as their sinewy veins firmly bound up their membranes. They fluffed and puffed up like popcorn kernels rustling on crinkly beige baking parchment. The rocky roads we reached were smothered with soil as crumbly and moist as chocolate cookie dough. The bread brown ground was spread with leaves as brown as nut-butter. They were autumnal but not yet burnt toast, rough and ready to be crumbled into breadcrumbs.