Unformatted text preview: almost vibrating, due to the lack of wind. To the observer’s distant right is a blue light at the base of a large maple, illuminating the underside of its leaves, providing a full-moon lighting effect if one were to stand upside down. The immediate area around the bench was scattered with dead leaves and dirt, some of which had to be brushed away just to sit on the bench. The bench almost feels natural in this environment, being worn and made of probably the same wood that was standing in front of it. Although still faint, the smell of fall has begun to roll in. With the slight breeze, one can smell the odor of rotting leaves and moist soil. This almost always brings a warm sensation over my body, signaling that a change is happening, both in the environment, as well as in my age. The fall has many memories associated with it, and this smell more than anything else triggers a flood of emotions within my core....
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This essay was uploaded on 04/10/2008 for the course GEOG 203 taught by Professor Bunkse during the Fall '08 term at University of Delaware.
- Fall '08