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The changing breeze accompanies the changing scenes. From yellow to green and snow covered trees. Scarves and gloves, while the sunlight beams. The chattering streets have silenced, and Susan will soon show here black eyes again. Pretty wings headed south while working mothers are out and about. The smell of burning firewood fills the air and the fish are playing hide and seek with the polar bears. Rain droplets dancing in the streams, the distant scenery so blissful and serene. The bees are buzzing, birds are humming, and the chirping bugs help you sleep. Hot cocoa or cold ice-teas; a drink for every season; patiently awaiting the next occasion.