The faeries, gnomes, elves, nymphs and elementals had gathered at Mother Nature’s door. Every creature of legend or myth had received a summons just as the first hint of the tilt of the earth had been felt. Autumn was serious business in Mother Nature’s eyes and everyone should be involved.

Silence spread through the excited crowd as her door creaked open and she stepped out. Everyone and everything bowed to her and waited for instruction.

“My children,” she smiled, “the time has come again to bathe the lands with the warming hues of Autumn. Touch every leaf of every tree, large and small. Lay your magic upon the earth and lend the amber, gold, russet, orange and even the maroon, to the humans for their enjoyment as they gaze at the horizon. Leave it breathtaking and even captivating. I want to be amazed.”

Mother Nature closed her eyes and tilted her head back ever so slightly. The wind rustled (as it would through leaves) from head to toe, she was washed in shades of gold, orange and brown.