The Gift

It's been too hot to walk, and oh how I miss that daily activity. It's not only exercise for the body, it's exercise for the mind as well. I enjoy the hellos of the passers-by and I notice For Sale signs new and newly disappeared. A limb has fallen here....push it out of the street. A bit of rusty "stuff" has landed there....take that home with me. Gorgeous leaves on the ground always get a second look, sometimes a third or a stop to pick them up. Perhaps my favorite treasure, though, is the feather that a bird no longer needed. A gift left for me, I'm sure. Sometimes I get a whole bouquet.