On one of the last days of autumn, I took a stroll through my favorite park. Autumn had painted the park’s pathways in shades of orange and gold. There were so many fallen leaves! The squirrels must have been pleased—their winter food supply might have even grown, thanks to all the acorns.
The water in the ponds had turned dark; dry leaves floated on the surface, and the dark trunks of the trees were beautifully reflected in the water. While I was taking photographs, a magnificent swan decided to snack on some grass that was still green along the shore.
On another pond, there was a small shelter and a feeder for the birds. A group of geese—very dignified and serious-looking creatures—were having a meal there. I was hesitant to get any closer, but a park attendant assured me that the geese were quite calm.
There weren’t many people strolling in the park—mostly pensioners and mothers with children, since it was a weekday. From a small bridge, they were watching the ducks and swans.
The first snow had already fallen, but it quickly melted away. November has arrived; time flies, and soon northern winds will bury the fallen leaves under snow, the ponds will freeze over, and the short, dark days will set in. So, let us look back on the vibrant autumn and look forward to the coming spring.


























