An Autumn Walk

We woke to a chill in the air, and frost on the ground. The woods called, and we heeded the call. As we stepped on the trail the leaves crunched beneath our feet, and the wind whispered gently through the trees. As leaves slowly floated to the ground, little hands tried to catch them, laughing the whole time. As we walked we filled our hands with colourful leaves, and filled our souls with the power and strength of nature. We walked hand in hand, we talked, we laughed, we stopped and listened. The birds sang for us, the squirrels chattered, and all around us nature shared so much. There is nothing quite as glorious as the woods in autumn, and yesterday, my little man and I soaked it up, together.