Last words

Each November the last act of the seasons' circle begins. It is a period of transition. The weather changes; the chilling atmosphere of October becomes harsher. The winds are colder and more intense and rain will progressively become snow as the temperature drops day by day. Last leaves fall off the trees quietly, and those that are left on the brunches look like they know their fate.

November reminds me that autumn is the season of death. It is nature's epilogue, its last words. Soon, snow will cover everything underneath it...

Until spring, when life will rise again!