We’re well into the first week of November and I am noticing that more leaves remain on the trees than I would have expected had I considered the question in, say, July. Lots of lovely leaves are still on the trees. Changing colours. And lots of lovely leaves are also on the ground, artwork, fretwork, on cement, on re-greening grass. This year, once again, I was gifted with the sight of a leaf leaving tree and floating in its own pattern slowly to the earth, my eyes and spirit in total accompaniment along its journey.