Describe a park using the 5 senses (1st person)

How visually stunning the autumn leaves of maple trees falling beneath my feet, the aroma of collected leaves burning is soothing me as I walk about the cobble stoned flooring of my park bare-footed, feeling it's texture, I suddenly hear squirrels brushing about the burning collected leaves, squeaking, screaming, trapped beneath the rubbles of leaves, I put my shoes on and run toward it, but it was too late. So I honored the squirrel by not allowing it's fresh to go to waste and enjoying it's delicious, sweet, BBQed meat ...