A Crispy Amber Treasure

I carefully hopped down each wooden step outside! A soft breeze tickled past, and right there by the railing lay a single, perfectly curled maple leaf. It was bright amber with tiny speckled edges. I tucked my little cup against my side and reached out to tap the leaf with one soft paw. Crackle! It made the most delightful, tiny sound! I nudged it into a sheltered sunny spot behind a flowerpot to keep it safe from blowing away.