Through the barren trees, the purple light of dusk lingered, softening silhouettes and gently submitting the world to slumber.  The air hinted sweetly of Winter, and the stars nodded and blinked in agreement.   Then suddenly, the air turned sour as…

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  The clouds were cobbled together like great stones with mortar the color of sky, and slivers of sunlight flickered through momentarily until the mortar hardened and the clouds became impenetrable.  Leafless trees revealed hidden vistas, and the world seemed somewhat…

  The shadow of Winter loomed large in the brooding skies and biting air.  Foliage lay fleeced in the icy dew of the killing frosts.  Birds and squirrels hasten their preparations as nature shifts to self-preservation mode for the long, cold season ahead….

  Tawny grasses roiled and heaved like flaxen waves on the sea.  Killing frosts followed, gnarling and twisting tender stems and wilting Summer foliage.  Trees continued to drop their brilliant leaves as October too was swept away in November’s wicked winds.   As…

  Sidling in on its belly, seeking refuge in the cool, low lands, the fog quickly bled into the surrounding areas, blotting out the light and swallowing everything in its path.  Soon the landscape was enrobed in a dreary gray murkiness, seemingly devoid of…

  Silken was the frosted air, rushing through the trees, quaking every leaf as the ripened, caramelized sun flickered through the canopy.   A shower of crimson, gold, and tangerine foliage glided through the cloudless, turquoise sky, gathering  underfoot, mirroring the trees above….

  The mellow, ripened sun set the landscape ablaze in its shimmering, saffron glow.  Leaves, here and there, had been kissed in tones of umber, vermilion, scarlet and smoky plum.  The verdant greens of Spring and Summer give way to the…

  Descending to the ground, like kamikazes, flocks of grackle came to feast on Autumn’s spoils.  Chattering and cackling amongst themselves, their mission seemed wholly successful, even celebratory.  Soon they retreated to the trees to plan their next attack.  …

  Blanched and pallid, cracked and withered, the landscape was slowly succumbing to the dry, repressive heat.  Lawns crackled and crunched underfoot as they lay dormant and drained.  Desiccated leaves scraped and scratched their way along the ground.  The soil…