A sharp cold wind hits me in the face
An array of orange, gold, red, brown swirl around me
I hear the clickety clack of the railway track in the distance
Today life has a fast pace
A squirrel runs circles around the big oak tree
A crow cries out loud as it chases it away
The children rush home in their hats and coats to avoid the bitter wind
Life has a fast pace today
I watch in wonder as the grey skies gradually clear for golden shards of light
Then the clouds close again
A dog snuffling with its nose in leaves
Will life slow down again?
A warm rush of air as I reach my home, welcomes me to my hearth
I turn the taps in the bathroom on, a lovely soothing bath
A hot chocolate warms my hands by the fire
I have found the object of my desire
Life is slow here in this place
Life has all sorts of pace