I walk outside and smell the crisp fall air. Leaves everywhere all different colors from red to orange and a bit of yellow. I see leaves falling from trees while  and the soft breeze wisps my face.

it's 11:20 on a cloudy october night 

and the world is falling to my feet. 

the world is falling to my feet 

as autumn leaves perform their death march to the ground 

It is the time when green leaves are turning red, yellow and purple.

Those leaves are falling down from trees in the wind.

The fall air is cold and it's blowing those leaves.

Fall, or Autumn or whatever you want to call it, is when Summer begins to turn, turn into Winter.

When the air grows cold, when winter coats and flannels become commonplace once again.

Essay written by Noah Westman, Williston Central School

I see fall as a time of beauty, change and hope. As I see it, fall is almost the most beautiful time of the year. 

Fall 

Fall is the season

Where I am back in school 

When soccer has started 

Where in school we talk soccer 

Fall is a season of beauty. That is at least what I believe. Lots of people go leaf peeping. For me, I play soccer and enjoy the cool weather.

Ever since I was a little girl,  I have loved Halloween with all my heart. Every year I would decorate my room for Halloween 2 months in advance. I would set an alarm at 5:00 a.m.

       To me fall is more than just waiting for Halloween and the intimidation of Winter.

Opinion written by Whitney Curtis, Williston Central School

Fall is beautiful. The leaves are changing and there are hot air balloons in the sky. The fall is kind of like a Goldilocks season.

in every child’s favorite season,

the scorching sun’s fiery tang

yields to the caress

of a zephyr’s gentle sway

my synesthetic realm