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I love the fall season in Wisconson |
| SNAP I love the feeling of a crisp fall day as I walk into the bare and quiet woods where pine needles snap under my feet and unseen creatures scurry away. I can feel my lungs fill with the frosty air. I exhale and can see my own breath in a soft cloud of misty smoke. The tingle of the chilly air tickles my nose. White clouds billow and float against the prettiest blue sky I ever saw. Geese honk as they fly overhead in their V-shaped splendor. The trees rustle in quiet adoration. So quiet, so serene. Such a beautiful time of year. I feel alive. ------------------------------------------ Word Count 108 Lines 16 |