Catie West -- A Fall Day

Outside was beautiful. All the leaves were all shades of reds, yellows, and oranges. The birds were chirping peacefully. I felt the sun beating down on me. The smell of dried up bark and the withering leaves on the ground was the perfect scent for fall. The scenery looked like a painting. The sun was glistening down on the woods. The leaves were fluttering down to the ground from the towering trees. All the weeds were dying. The no longer tall green grass was withering and drying up. The squirrels and other forest animals were all preparing for the winter, gathering all the seeds and berries they could find. I could see all the empty bird nests sitting up in the trees, made up of anything they could find.