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The Winds of Change

A cold wind is briskly blowing and the last leaf has finally fallen. You can smell it in the frigid air, Winter has come knocking once again. Lazy grey clouds laugh at the sun and the odor of chimney smoke prevails. Heavy coats are clutched even tighter, as the days gradually grow shorter. The birds have just migrated South on stiff wings to warmer climes. Squirrels have been hard at work stocking their nests with oaken gifts. The mighty bears have been fattened for the annual slumber so badly needed. Wolves are packed tightly in dens, or searching for meat to feed their young. Children eagerly await the first heavy snow, with the anticipation of schools closing. Mothers must now purchase soft tissues for the runny noses that will surely follow. All around, anxious shoppers are preparing for the coming of the frantic holiday season. Quickly and quietly going about their day, while weathering the winds of change.

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