Trees are poised and calm against the wind that ruffles. With your arrival, squirrels scurry around, claim space and store nuts; a preservation of basic necessities. Mallards rest, while counterparts with no loyalty scan the landscape looking for an escape to greener pastures. Maples like ballerina girls in tutus, line up and shine under the spotlight. But they are not fooled, for sooner than later you will steal the joy paraded in colourful costumes and disappear into the wild, leaving them bare to face winter alone. Yet right now, we delight and feast from goodness of nature. With our hands we eat mindfulness, for October is a month of dancing with things we cannot control, a month of celebrating the gift of being alive.