The Chinese Walnut

I found the tree this morning,in the Arboretum.
Lonely, under a thin, unconvincing November rain.

A cyclist in a blue parka and red helmet dropped his bicycle on the side and starting a waving dance around the grass,started to pick up the leafy branches.
Shook the rain off and placed them tightly under the jacket, close to his body.

" Are you in love with this tree ?" I ventured..
" Yap. See the leaves , they come down in sections, all at once, not individually !
And it all happens today "
" Together we perish ! I guess "

What a lovely morning this is going to be.