It is the season that draws breath and eyes to notice the vibrancy of yellow, orange and red. The familiar greening becomes common and familiar. I stood and drank in the contrast of a single green tree against the explosion of yellow. The familiar now the focal point. Indeed, it gave depth to the yellow. Smiling I bowed and continued to walk. Each footprint placed a whisper of gratitude for the abundance of simple joys often unseen…I can walk, my eyes, shoes, a warm sweatshirt, a warm shower and food waiting, a car, nature preserved, and the dawn’s gift of being alive. These are the table and china set, upon which the banquet of life is savored.