Well...Autumn came at last. It always was and will be my
favourite season.
Some people will get grumpy and complain about rain, wind
and cold. Cold is maybe the worst of them three.
However, there are loads of nice memories in my brain
concerning autumn and rain...
The best of them...me in my tiny wellies, jumping into every
single pond I would come across in my way to school...
and jumping so high as to get stained
and share those stains with whom dared to get in my way!...
And a few years ago...the smell of the soil, "soaked to the bone"
by the rain drops of the emerald island...
...flavours and smells of nature, wood, factories
and the sight of ravens
scratching their wings with their beaks,
waiting patiently on the traffic lights...
not eager at all to keep flying their way out...
What does Autumn mean to you?
To me autumn is this: este es mi otoño. ¿Cuál es el tuyo?. Espero vuestros comentarios.
High Street. Omagh. County Tyrone
Northern Ireland.



4 comments:
I like this picture very much.
5ºA
HELLO, WE ARE IRENE AND MARIANGELES WE ARE FROM 4B.YOUR PAGE IS VERY BEAUTIFUL.
LOVE.
Good evening, young ladies!
I´m so glad that you like this blog!.
From now on it will not be "my" blog but "our" blog, since you play an important role in it!
See you next week, girls!!
And say a big "hello" to your sisters and mums...
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