And the leaves that are green turn to brown,
And they wither with the wind,
And they crumble in your hand.
Simon & Garfunkel — Leaves That Are Green
Autumn is my favorite season. It just fits to my melancholic basic mood… The colors, the smell, the light, the sound… Leaves with colors from green to yellow to red to brown and all shades in-between; falling down, tiling the streets and sidewalks. A deep sun that highlights these colors. The sound of chest- or other nuts falling down from the trees. Rainy and windy weather.
Two years ago I managed to see this very picturesque scene, the very last leaf on the tree in front of my flat. Ever seen the last leaf on a tree?