In every Season

Every season has a beauty. This is surely a beauty in the perception of most people who would view it. A tiny leaf glowing alone on a bare section of street pavement. The days are warm in the low and mid-20s, warm because they are consistent, the nights manageable as the temperature slowly falls to their comfortable lows and rising in the daylight hours, no harsh gale let alone a brisk breeze to ruffle progress walking the streets littered with yellow autumn leaves scrunch scrunch underfoot, here and there on errands, helping out, engaged, yellow leaves that is but this one.