Reminds me of the years I was obsessed by genealogy. Finding cousins was an absolute joy. One I loved deeply lived in Florida and we talked about New England autumns. So when the leaves began to fall, I ran into a forest and played madwoman catching the leaves as they fell and throwing them into a box, along with all the brightly colored berries, nuts, etc. that I could find. Then I shipped her the box so that we could share the season. Those memories will keep her in my heart for the rest of my life.
That’s so sweet!