will you make sure to take notes on small happenings?

I'm away next week and this blog will be, too. Will you be sure to take notice of the deer tracks, the butterfly wing, and the cracked honey locust seed pods while I'm gone? Or, in the early morning, will you hear the sound that the last leaves make as they sail downward to frost covered grass?  What about the smell of cold as the day begins to disappear in the late afternoon? I know you will. I'll be back soon.