Lee is raking leaves in her yard. Leaves cling to her jeans as she leans on her rake. She enjoys raking leaves and watching the leaves change color and drift off the trees. Her father sees her thinking and asks if she is dreaming of past hot days or future cold days, but Lee says she is thinking about how pretty the leaves are in each season. A breeze blows a leaf off a tree, and Lee continues raking neatly.