Morning Stroll


Autumn leaves scatter and dance on asphalt, as gentle waves lap with the wind. I am mesmerized by the flocks of honking geese and ducks echoing up stream inches above the glistening water. And while their quacks tickle me into laughter, cold seeps beyond the fabric of my jacket, reminding me autumn will be turning into winter soon.


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