2 Out of 4 The SEASONS Autumn Autumn. Makes me think. Of falling leaves, softly fall. Red, orange, yellow. SpRiNg Spring. No I'm not telling you to suddenly jump as high as you can. I’m not talking about those metal swirly shaped things, that are broken on a regular basis in the mattresses of young children. Spring. I mean the season of new growth, new beginnings, new life. Splashes of green and colour, here and there. The small fragile heads of offspring popping out of the ground covered in fresh, bright green grass. I smell the air, close my eyes and open them, to see the wonder of nature.
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