As the bright orange sun was peaking through the horizon, the bright blue sky was bare of clouds and there was a light mist in the cool, crisp, morning air. The air smelled fresh and clean, and you could smell the dew in the air. The grass was wet and beginning to turn slightly brown. The ground was covered with a blanket of colourful leaves that had fallen from the trees like snow, leaving the branches almost bare. Many people walked by the old wooden park bench that sat there in the middle of the park; some were in a hurry, off to school or work, others were slowly walking through the wide, cement walking paths, enjoying and taking in the beautiful autumn morning. It was quiet; the only sounds heard were the footsteps of those walking by and cars in the distance. Along came a young woman jogging up to the wooden park bench. She quickl

y placed her left foot onto the bench, which was still wet from the morning dew. She bent over and quickly tied her lace that had become un-tied while she was running. Within seconds she was back on the path jogging through the park, making her way through the wet leaves.

Later on that night, as the sun began to fall, the clouds had banished from the sky and it was a beautiful autumn evening. The air was getting cooler and there was a slight breeze, stirring the leaves around on the ground. Slowly walking down the path came an older woman carrying a couple of grocery bags. She came up to the park bench and slowly sat down, putting her bags on the cold cement ground by her feet. She was terribly old and needed to rest and catch her breath. The coolness of the evening air had shortened her breath. As she sat hunched over on the bench, she could hear the cars speeding by in the background. There was no one around in the park; it was deserted, very calm and quiet. There was still enough sunlight outside so that the old lady could see the mixture of the beautiful, golden colours on the leaves. Mixtures of yellow, orange, red, brown and green blanketed the ground, making it look like an elegant carpet of leaves. She could see the bare branches o

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