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It's been more than a week since I walked through the park. Today when I walked with Papa Bear to pick up his lift to work, I was amazed at how much the scenery has changed in such a short time. The trees are shedding their leaves quickly now and the colours are beautiful - red, yellow, gold, orange. It feels very peaceful walking along and watching the leaves as they drift gently to the ground. Although it wasn't cold, it was very damp and gloomy and misty, and I was minded that just next week, it will be November! The cubs are having a small autumn party with some college and Church friends which we are planning for at the moment, and I also realised that just this weekend, the clocks will be going back. I'm always glad when this happens - it means that Papa Bear's working day is shorter, and he gets home to me for the evening much earlier!
Here is a poem by the Scottish poet James Thomson that I found, which I think describes the scenery we saw this morning. It is called "Mists In Autumn" -