a long breeze flows through the air as leaves fall sway through. as the plentiful green slowly goldens into what it seems a golden wheat field of enchanting colors. my skin tingles with the sensation that I know all to well. The nostalgic sweet smell of maple leapt through the air like a young rabbit. as the squirrels scamper through the fall branches and leaves which covered the ground like snow on a winter day. There was no way that you could ignore the beauty which was all around.
