a polite member of society who doesnt want to make the leaflet distributor that he/she is worthless so gathers leaflets as there thrust into their path. Gets home to discover a bag/pocket full so stores them in the letter rack until winter and fire material is running low.
i really didnt need thatleaflet 'free phone calls to Polland on the 5th day of every month begining with G', im such a silly leaflet squiral, but at least ill be warm in the winter months
Leaflection- the collection of fallen leaves below a tree that reflect the trees color and shape back.
The ginkgo’s mellow yellow leaflection was all that remained of the trees autumn splendor on the morning afterthe night of the ginkgo- somewhere Oliver Sacks is smiling...