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.