I remember when I was a lot younger and I was raking the leaves in the yard and my mom came out and shuffled through the leaves. She told me how she always loved to do that! Now she doesn't even remember us. I just pray that God will take her home soon!
My favorite kind of picture. It conjures up an image of a long walk kicking leaves in the park, followed by a drink by a late afternoon fire, in the fireplace.
I think You and I are a bit alike in what is beautyful in our World. Hugs from Sweden!!!