It is the third day of autumn and June is at the window watching, waiting.
It has a big brown trunk with yellow, orange, red and brown swirling all around it.
But what is that? There is something on the brown arm that sticks out of the trunk.
It’s a mixture of red, orange and yellow dark to light. June sits silently watching waiting.
The leaf falls swirling, twirling and drifting away in the dawn of broad daylight.