I started walking around the building...

What a beautiful autumn array of colors and folliage. The colors of autumn and the warmth of the south seem not to match eachother.
On my break, I get to walk around the building and admire the scenery. I see that the spiders seem to make tremendous use of this season to spin kites and sails that catch the wind and flapped profusely. It looks like there will be a contest today on the bushes for the insects to bounce across the bushes. They look like a series of trampolenes and if I were little as a mouse or a sparrow I feel like I would enjoy bouncing on them like a trampolene.
What really attracts me around the building are the hills. I want to roll down those hills and enjoy the beauty of the grass as I roll. I could just see myself landing at the bottom of the hill and crashing against the trees at the bottom.
Why did you roll down the hill, Mrs. Walker? Because they were beautiful. That is not a sufficient answer and they would take me to a hospital to study my psychosis if I would. So I hope that you young people roll down every hill you see so that you can look at the hill when you come to work and say, I know how that feels because I did that already.
The sparrows are grieving this week, because they lost another one to the bouncing against the sun on the window. I just wonder if the sparrows don't allow their sparrowlings enough freedom so that they don't fly into the window like that. I am respecting their sadness this week.