Running in Leaves

Fall is made for running in leaves.  Footsteps turning over gold, the sunlight from summer underfoot and flying around in a great wind of joy.

It's my favorite time of year; completely visual; a reckoning; a time for realizing the warmth that we've had.  

So look around, because the trees that fire-glow a final scarlet breath before the dormancy of winter tell a story of everything good that has been.   

Let this carry us through winter.