Autumn

Grandma Stella reflects on the arrival of autumn, observing the changing colors of the leaves and the distinct smells of the season. She muses on the passage of time with each changing season.

Day is just breaking. The skies are grey.
I look out of my window. Overnight the foliage on the trees has changed their colours. Golds, yellows, crimsons….

Autumn has arrived. Oranges, persimmons, tangerines, grapefruits, chestnuts, walnuts…
Smoke rising from chimneys. Walking outside, the smell of burning firewood wraps around you as you step on the soft carpet of falling leaves.

The chill of autumnal weather, the never ending change.
Season after season time marches on…