Something strange happened to me yesterday.
I was out there, looking for chestnuts, like I usually do.
I just love to quietly stroll beneath the old trees, dry leaves rustling, the warm air smelling of fall, and me looking for those little, shiny, auburn marbles. Some kind of autumnal imperative, something that just needs to be done.
Presently I notice that I’m not alone. There’s a kid nearby, also searching for chestnuts. In situations like this instant guilt presents itself to me, I don’t want to „steal“ the little kids treasures.
I move slowly away, preparing to go home, when suddenly the girl stands beside me, giving me the chestnut she just found! I was perplexed, stunned, touched – it was so sweet! She stayed with me for a while, looking for chestnuts and pointing them out for me where she spotted them.
And then she smiled goodbye and went of home.
