Oh, but this morning I so enjoyed to walk along a street full of plane-trees which are loosing all their leaves ... there was a golden carpet to walk on ... and there was the breeze. I said to my husband "let me stand still and close my eyes and feel and listen to the breeze playing with the dry leaves". That was beautiful until a car roared by ...
I got the impression of the leaves, the older ones turning into dust .... hmmm. Time will come.
Meanwhile, I enjoyed your exercises! Puff puff puff .... not for me!
Dancing yes ... dancing on the leaves which crackle under the feet ...
Love, enjoy the Sunday!
Margherita

