Leaves of Opportunity

Looking at the leaves that have begun to pepper the back yard I find myself thinking back to childhood.  A time when fallen leaves were not a chore but an opportunity.  An opportunity to launch myself into a pile of reds, yellows, and browns.  An opportunity to fell rough edges tickle at the back of my neck and sneak their way down inside my shirt. An opportunity to stare up at blue sky and puffy clouds from a crackling pile.

And I find myself thinking it is long past time for me to give myself up to carefree abandonment again.