Pumpkin picking

I can smell Autumn dancing in the breeze. I can taste the sweetness in my warm pumpkin soup. I can feel cold and humid air on my skin. I can see the orange-colored leaves burned by the sun, falling on the ground. I can hear the sound of the trees. The wind brushes my hair. 

Autumn is one of my favourite seasons of the year to photograph the landscapes. The summer has passed away but the beautiful colours keep us warm. 

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