Green, fresh leaves sailing in the wind. Still attached, the wind pulls hard. The leaves are surfing, moving to the right, gliding back to the left and again. Until the wind softens, the leaves relax. Open up towards the sun, embrace the rays of light. With the next blow they break off and are gone forever, flying away. Up, up, up, into the sky. Eventually down into the ditch, where bugs and beetles are waiting.