From up here, it was like living on the world’s edge with a magnificent view of life. Pure life- the air had a clean freshness, the wind a keenness and people brimmed with happiness. I witnessed many meander through the park- hurrying in the cold of winter, heads up to fresh rain in spring, faces turned to the sun in summer. At the beginning of the next season some were pessimistic, believing autumn, other than having a cascade of amazing colours, was a contradiction. It meant plenty, ripening, harvest and a copiousness, but also a symbol of decay, decline, old age and death. But then they saw the colours and felt the kiss of a cold wind on their cheek and so appreciated autumn for its true worth.

One would-be poet quoted Jim Bishop, “Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”

The quote made me glad, although I do not know why. After all, I was dying.

There they are, the two lovers. Walking and talking. Talking and walking. With no thought for others.

There is that hirsute dog without a care in the world, really symbolising carpe diem. No matter the season, he jumps into the duck pond, takes a leisurely swim before being chased off by the park warden. The warden curses, but they really enjoy the chase.

There is that toddler who is just learning to throw a ball. His greatest fan cheers him on, gives him pointers and joys over his every little accomplishment. That is what fathers are for- to cheer their little ones on.

The season is fast moving on, but there is so much I want to delight in before I am forced to leave.

So much more to enjoy, but it is too late. A wind tugs at me and I fall. A burnished gold leaf twirling through space to join a pile of my brothers, so that the lovers, dogs, children and aged can delight in me one more time by walking through crunchy jewels.

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Preston Randall
Preston Randall(@preston-randall)
1 month ago

I really enjoyed this beautifully descriptive story with a very clever twist which brings everything into perspective. Well done!

Allan Neil
Allan Neil(@allan-neil)
1 month ago

Great writing and super build-up to a surprising, but retrospectively obvious (later) finish. At 83 y-o I felt like making the Roman salute and crying, ‘We who are about to die salute you.’ Well, I do just that Margarida

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Bella Minyo
Bella Minyo(@bella-minyo)
1 month ago

Margarida, your take on autumn and personifying a leaf is so fascinating. I truly find your story intriguing in how the leaf’s perspective of autumn is different than others and finds it beautiful in a sense while dying. It is beautifully contradictory that has a Ying and Yang effect which I really enjoy.

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Greene M Wills
Greene M Wills(@greene-m-wills)
1 month ago

A plethora of characters populating your park! I loved the description of their feelings and the mention of the poet. The discovery of the leaf as the protagonist was refreshing and subtle! Loved it!

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 month ago

Hello, Margarida. Wow! I enjoyed it so much. Personifying the leaf as your protagonist was truly amazing. It is well crafted. Excellent!

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
Reply to  Margarida Brei
27 days ago

You’re always welcome, Margarida.

Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
22 days ago

I am always fascinated by those few leaves that cling to branches long after the others have fallen and your story has personified them beautifully. A wonderful story, Margarida! It’s spring here in Australia but I know when autumn arrives again I will remember this story and imagine each one watching and enjoying all the sights.  🍁 

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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
19 days ago

Those first three words ‘From up here’ should have given me a clue, Margarida, but I got too caught up with those you described frequenting the park. You really brought the park to life. I know you enjoy a twist and you certainly gave us one with this story. Excellent!

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