The leaves are all turning a golden orange brown colour and floating gently to the floor. There are lapses of green here and there but mostly the shades of autumn lie scattered on the ground. The park is calm and quiet with gentle wisps of wind darting through the trees.
Autumn is here and it’s a beautiful time of year to take a walk in the park. There is an old couple sitting by a giant, mottled oak tree. They are holding hands and rekindling the love they felt in their youth. Nothing seems more precious to them than each other.
A small boy runs through the leaves scattering them all over the place as he darts off after the ball his father has just thrown. He screams with laughter as his dad catches him and tosses him high in the air.
Yes, autumn is here and it’s a beautiful time of year to take a walk in the park.
Autumn is here and it’s a beautiful time of year to take a walk in the park. There is an old couple sitting by a giant, mottled oak tree. They are holding hands and rekindling the love they felt in their youth. Nothing seems more precious to them than each other.A small boy runs through the leaves scattering them all over the place as he darts off after the ball his father has just thrown. He screams with laughter as his dad catches him and tosses him high in the air.
Yes, autumn is here and it’s a beautiful time of year to take a walk in the park.
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