A Walk Through Autumn Woods

Autumn woods are a symphony of color and crunch. Leaves in fiery reds, burnt oranges, and golden yellows cling to branches or carpet the ground, creating a mosaic underfoot. The air smells of smoke and decay, a earthy perfume that speaks of endings and beginnings. Sunlight filters through the canopy, casting warm patches on moss-covered rocks and ferns that still hold summer’s green. I listen to the rustle of squirrels gathering nuts, the distant caw of a crow, and the soft crunch of my boots on leaves. Walking here, I feel connected to the cycle of seasons—how beauty blooms even as things fade. Autumn woods are a lesson in impermanence, a reminder that letting go can be extraordinarily beautiful.

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