• Peacefully pacing, I walk as I hear the autumn leafs crunching under my feet. Discovering the affectionate sun, it welcomes my trembling skin. Sprinting to my side, the warm embrace relaxes me. Sensing the Maple tree’s sugary aroma, I walk to find a wooden bucket full of delectable caramel colored syrup. Plunging my finger in the magnificent syrup, I place my finger in my mouth to taste the delicious syrup exploding in my mouth with delight. Descending the sun and the final glow of the warmth vanished; strolling back I wished the trees goodnight.