Helicopters

It's the time of year when the maple trees drop their seeds, otherwise known as "helicopters." Generally I find them messy and hate how they track into the house.  However, yesterday Lily and I were in the backyard as a wave of them fell from the trees, spiraling down to the ground like winged confetti, and Lily sat, mesmerized, and for a second I forgot the mess and just appreciated the magic of seeds falling from the sky, the hopes of a tree playing in the wind.