It's that feeling that time is going quicker, the sun rises lazily later and later from the Eastern horizon.
Short days and long nights await for the dreamers and hibernator's.
The cool crisp air from the North sweeps through sending chills and shivers.
The trees changing color ever so beautiful as far as one can see.
The smell of fall whips threw the breeze.
Jack Frost lingers and frolic in the woods waiting for his queen.
The Green Man heads south and where it is warm for the winter spreading his green foliage.
Part II
The Snow Queen Returns
From the North Pole she wears a white dress with snowflakes on them.
She walks gracefully threw the air.
She dances the winter's waltz.
Her dress flows evenly outward as the snow gently falls from her.
Her coldness stings your lungs and your skin.
The scent of burning wood fills the air.
The frozen winter landscape filled with snow.
The water frozen to ice on the lakes, ponds, and rivers.
