You could feel it. The crisp, cool air. Autumn is here, or "Fall" as we like to call it up here. The others, they dread this time. They don't want to leave their comfortable lives up high in the trees,swaying in the wind. I'm not like them, I can't wait, I can almost taste the freedom. I love the way it looks, I can see others now, drifting down to Earth. Brilliant yellows, vibrant reds, burnt oranges and browns. Just a little longer now and I'll be set free. Into the world.