New time of year
Another year had gone by and the season was back. The day started up dark and wet. Everything was still and cold. But when the golden sun appeared everything was back to drying up and waiting for the rain to come back. The breeze pushed the dead leaves across the dry fields that will soon transform. Trees were losing their beloved leaves, ready to grow new ones. It was now the time of year when you had to enjoy your last days with the ray of the sun.