Every few months, little fairies have to go paint the sunrise and sunset. These times are marked by our seasons: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Now, all the fairies believed you had to be of a certain age and maturity level to be able to assist in the painting of the sun rises and sets. Well, this year there was a new fairy who was wistful for the time he would finally be old enough to paint the sun rising and setting. This fairy's name was Autumn. The month of September he was especially excited because this month was the month he became of age to paint the sun rising and setting. On the day of September 22nd Autumn donned some raggedy clothes, brushed his little fairy teeth, prepared his lunch and threw it in a brown paper bag, gathered his paint brushes, informed his parents that he was ready, and off he went along with all his alacrity for the day.
             Once he arrived he was handed buckets full of red, gold, yellow, and orange paint. He was instructed to gather his tools and get up to the horizon and begin painting. Autumn did as he was told. The paints, sure enough, were extremely heavy and he was having a hard time getting the buckets up there. Autumn did not want to waste any time on the job. He began pondering of the most pragmatic solution he could think of to get all the paint up there. Well, the idea he came up with was to attempt to carry all the paints up there at one time as to not waste any time, but this was his first time using his wings with more than his weight on them. Autumn picked up one bucket and realized that it wasn't so bad. He picked up another one, and the same reaction poured out of him. He picked up the last few and assumed he was strong enough to carry all of them up to the horizon. But, Autumn could not keep his balance at all and pretty soon he began "falling". While he was "falling" all of his paint trickled out of the buckets all over the leaves of the trees he was ...