Autumn/Fall

 

 

Americans call it fall, Brits autumn.

I call it my favorite time of year. 

The heat leaving me feeling sick has gone. As much as I might have enjoyed long, light evenings there's something cozy about being home when its dark early maybe in PJs, a book Netflix or a fire.

The leaves turn color. Here in Geneva they are mainly yellow. When the sun shines it's like gold hanging on tree branches. There are a very few red trees for contrast. I miss New England brilliant reds. If I haven't noticed a rare Swiss red-leafed tree, my husband points it out. 

November can be rainy. Today it was spitting rain A breeze caused many of the leaves to ride the wind to the ground, which was already yellow. 

Leaf-kicking weather is at its best on non-rainy days. There's a wonderful smell of the fallen leaves that doesn't exist during other seasons.

Two days ago, before the rain, I noticed a teeny tree next to the driveway. The leaves were green, yellow, red but in a stripe pattern. I meant to take a photo, but once inside other things caught my attention...a reminder to do it now, carpe diem. 

Today the five leaves from the teeny, teeny tree were on the ground. 

Too late for a photo I thought, but I noticed my husband instead of unhooking the dog or getting the bags out of the car was busy snapping photos. One is at the top of the blog.