Autumn's colours have faded into winter. I am still warmed when I look back at pictures I took in fall. It is interesting how our minds can hear the sights and see the sounds and even smell the scents of somewhere other than where we are present.
Even now I can hear the crunch under my feet. I can smell the heat from the farmer's fields as stubble goes up in smoke and I can also watch as the leaves lose their summer's grip.