Falling Leaves

Such a lovely day on the crick out back, Standing there in delight while when gusts of wind grabbed the trees and shook them, sending Cascades of Cottonwood leaves falling all around me.

Leaves landed in the creek and drifted by, yellow hearts against the reflections in the slowly moving stream.

The sun would playfully hide behind the stormy clouds and Peek out at unexpected moments, and all of a sudden everything was brilliant yellow and red and green and blue.

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