The leaves are varying shades of red and gold. Half naked trees stand in the marshy park with lonely benches against the gray backdrop of clouds, harbour and concrete jungle.
A few people dressed in black quickly walk along the path, shoulders hunched against the cold blowing wind. A woman in a green coat with a floral umbrella walk by. It's nice to see some kind of hopeful brightness on such a dismal day.
I sit in my chair, hands wrapped around a mug of hot tea, glad I am not outside.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
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