Saturday Morning

There is a wind blowing from the east, in from the sea, and it is laden with rain, pattering against the roof. It is as if a wall were standing open: the long, beautiful summer has ended, and everything rushes towards autumn. The leaves drop from the trees, the colours drift from green towards yellow and brown, the air smells of soil.

It feels good.

~ Karl Ove Knausgaard, from “Lime” in “Autumn


Photo: jerianie with foggy autumn mornings

26 thoughts on “Saturday Morning

  1. Love Autumn, David; it’s my favourite time of year.
    We have a couple of deciduous trees in our front yard. The changing colours of the leaves, before they fall, are splendid, to say the least. Of course, we are experiencing Spring in Oz presently; my second favourite! 🙂

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