A Breathtaking Autumn Day
“Oh, it must be autumn,” said Canada Moose to himself as he walked through the thick forest. The air was crisp, and the scent of fallen leaves filled his nostrils.
“We have four seasons here in Canada: winter, spring, summer, and autumn. We just had summer, so I know that autumn follows summer.”
Canada Moose kept walking until he came to a clearing, where he stopped dead in his tracks. The sight before him was breathtaking.
“Autumn is the most beautiful season,” Canada Moose said breathlessly as he took in the beauty that surrounded him.
On the forest floor, he could see a thick blanket of maple tree leaves that had fallen to the ground in an array of colors: orange, brown, yellow, and red. Many trees still had their leaves, and their vibrant colors stood out against the blue background of the sky.
“I feel so alive,” said Canada Moose, almost galloping through the clearing, clusters of leaves flying behind him as he went. The sound of crunching leaves under his hooves added to the symphony of nature.
It was a glorious, refreshing day for Canada Moose, and he enjoyed every last second of it. The cool breeze rustled through his fur, and the sun’s rays warmed his back.
“I will sleep well tonight,” said Canada Moose after breathing in the fresh autumn air all day.
And he did indeed sleep well that night and every night until autumn came to a close and winter came upon him. The memories of the beautiful autumn days kept him warm and content through the cold winter months.
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