I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things…
I play with leaves.
I skip down the street
and run against the wind.
Leo F. Buscaglia
Everything about this time of year makes me feel like I’m six. Christmas begins to become a reality again. The colors jump off the trees in all their glory. It’s cool and sunny. This evening we went on a little leaf hunt. We came home with sweet memories and baskets full of the most unimaginable colors.
I sure do love this time of year.