A ginkgo leaf settled on the leash. My hand didn't tremble, and the dog stopped, looking at the leaf.
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Breeze
A single ginkgo leaf stuck to the end of the leash, the dog turned its head and stopped. It was an afternoon left with only the rustle of fallen leaves.
Alight
The leash trailed on the ground as a leaf touched the leather. The dog didn't turn its head, just caught its breath for a moment, then took a step again.
Late Frost
A leaf resting on my wrist doesn't fall. The dog's already gone ahead, but that spot stayed still.
Footfall
Even when the ginkgo leaf touched my fingertips and fell, my steps remained the same. This morning, I walked the same path and saw the fallen leaves rolling in the wind.
Sunpatch
When the autumn sun touches the nape of my neck, I find myself stopping to follow the fallen leaves on the ground. One leaf clings to the heel of someone walking ahead of me, then the wind carries it away.
Ebb
The wind that passed through the dried pigweed stems in the autumn sun touched the back of my neck.
A single ginkgo leaf stuck to the end of the leash, the dog turned its head and stopped. It was an afternoon left with only the rustle of fallen leaves.
The leash trailed on the ground as a leaf touched the leather. The dog didn't turn its head, just caught its breath for a moment, then took a step again.
A leaf resting on my wrist doesn't fall. The dog's already gone ahead, but that spot stayed still.
Even when the ginkgo leaf touched my fingertips and fell, my steps remained the same. This morning, I walked the same path and saw the fallen leaves rolling in the wind.
When the autumn sun touches the nape of my neck, I find myself stopping to follow the fallen leaves on the ground. One leaf clings to the heel of someone walking ahead of me, then the wind carries it away.
The wind that passed through the dried pigweed stems in the autumn sun touched the back of my neck.