A minute of happy

From the corner of my street to my driveway, there are beautiful trees whose leaves turn bright gold and orange in the fall. We had a bit of a delayed fall this year and the leaves have fallen quickly. For the last two weeks, these brightly colored leaves have drifted down onto my van as I come home every day. The trees are so tall that they drift a long way and pile up in vibrant heaps. The instant I turn onto my quiet little street until I pull into my own treeless yard it is a little like a sweet movie. There should be a soundtrack. It fills me with peace and happy glowing feelings. Those feelings drift away when I get into the house and begin refereeing yet another kid fight, but for those 60-90 seconds I can float away in my mind. Everybody should have a quiet little street to drive down once a day. Try it, you'll like it.