LEAVES, LEAVES AND STILL MORE

to fall from the trees. We wonder if the trees will be bared of them all when we will leave here next week.
Now they just whirl, some alone, other in clusters,falling in the ground and covering the paths and the lanes with all colours. A very pretty view.
Mischa and I we had a walk on such a coloured path going over the hill and down to the Weser. A soft grey sky above us.

My haiku:

Above the table
A soft coloured light splendid
Security feel

And the proverb:

A smile is a light in the window of a face which shows that the heart is at home.