Changing Seasons

I have decided to take a walk in the park today. I have bundled up so that I will be warm. There is a nip in the air and the wind is gently releasing the golden leaves from the trees as it whistles through the trees.  How beautiful the changing season is as you walk and look around you. Colors of brown, gold and orange abound and surround you. Glorious aumumn has come once again to claim its place in this world. This is a time of beauty in the park. The squirrals can be seen gathering their nuts and acorns for this is the season of gathering for the long winter. The children still come to the park and now instead of playing baseball they gather all the leaves and laugh and scream in joy as they jump into them again and again. I sit  on this bench enjoying watching the children play and admiring Gods' newest painting as it unfolds before my eyes.

Starting to get a bit more chilly, so it it time to button up my coat and flip up the collar and head home for that nice cup of joe that is there waiting for me. God! you do some beautiful painting! More people should take the time to view your  work.