The leaves crunched underneath her feet as she walked along what should have been a hiking path, but was, instead, covered in rich golds, oranges and reds. She pulled her scarf a bit tighter around her neck as a sudden gust picked up, leaves dancing in the sky. Days like this were what she lived for. The air was crisp and cool and it felt wonderful when she inhaled and filled her lungs with it. The sun hung high in the sky, shining brightly, but not providing much in the way of warmth. The air was the perfect shade of blue and what clouds there were seemed fluffy and light, with just a hint of gray, as if they were thinking about raining