Thursday. October 4, 2012.
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| Tree in my front yard |
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I remember my first fall season in Canada. It was a perfect day, great weather and a tad bit
windy. As I was walked down the slopes of pathway to my school
entrance, and the tree nearby kept showering me with its leaves. That day and that feeling is still fresh in my mind. It was a spiritual moment and I felt so special.
Autumn is here. My street is all shades of yellow, orange and red. Every single time I drive to work, I am overwhelmed with the beautiful colours of the fall. The location where I live, is pretty much the northern tip of the city. After two major roads in the north, there is nothing but farmland and partial forest. Even though you really cant tell, but my city is quite hilly. Driving north from my city leads to those undulating highways and you can see the trees far off in distance. I can't imagine what a spectacular it must be. I should really see it for myself. If I had a car, I would drive off to northern Canada to enjoy the fall colours.
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| Fall in Canada |
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