For some, autumn is a sad season. It is a farewell to summer and a breath of winter, snow, and darkness. For others, it’s the most beautiful of the seasons, the time of harvest, rain, chrysanthemums, and turning leaves.
It comes in no rush, with a yellow leaf here and a reddish leaf there.
As the days go by, autumn’s claim on the land strengthens, gently, unobtrusively.
Its progress is unstoppable and, honestly, who would want to stop this? Even summer-loving life forms appreciate the autumn palette. How could you not?
Autumn rains are coming and they will strip the trees naked but not before the colours of the fall come into their own.
One storm later, the feast of colours is over. Winter is on the way.
Our persimmon tree is by far the most beautiful one in autumn as far as colours go. Most trees just turn yellow and lovely as this colour is, the variety of shades persimmon leaves display is a sight to behold.
That said, perisommons have got nothing on apricots when it comes to carpeting the ground with leaves to walk through, kick around and make angels in, not to mention their fertiliser properties. Autumn is good.
P.S. Comic relief image for those feeling sad that summer is over. This is our melon. One melon out of six plants and many, many flowers. It was ripe and tasty, we’ll have you know.