Falling leaves

I saw the most beautiful thing today. A large gust of wind hit the liquid amber trees on my street, and while the limbs shook and quaked, hundreds of red and golden leaves swept down onto the asphalt. All of my mother's work, raking and scooping last week has been undone, but the red and gold dessicated leaves are so beautiful on top of the grey street. It was like watching rain drops turn yellow and orange.