Fall is transitioning to Winter.
We sit on a bench outside as the sun is setting.
Dancers enter from all sides, they dip their toes in a warm pool, they move with open hearts and are often in a downward trajectory, moving in and out of the ground. At one point, a collection of orange scarves blow into the space and the Dancers move through the scarves, catching them here and there. They eventually place the scarves in the warm pool and walk to the top of a cliff that overlooks the ground below. There are flowers on this cliff and the Dancers lay with them.
The soundtrack is a waterfall in the distance.