I see the autumn leaves. They just change. Yellow , red, brown, orange. They just change. They don’t need prompting. With all this covid, are we resistant to change? Or do we just change. We (really I’m talking about myself) can resist it, or feel grumpy, or we can embrace it as an opportunity to see the world differently, to love people, in different ways. Like, the autumn leaves, we can, just change, become brighter.