falllllll...ing.

yesterday was a beautiful fall day and i markedly felt a sadness at the passing away of fall, of crimson leaves falling from the vine maple tree which i could see from my bed, through the gap in the crimson drapes of my bedroom window (okay it is crimson from my bed but the outer surface is bleached due to constant exposure to sunlight and is probably an ugly rose colour from outside). the tree is almost bare now, like the lady whose hair comes off in clumps, in hiroshima mon amour. there are still some leaves in the lower branches but the grass below is littered with lovely leaves, arranged in that wonderful random order which only nature can pull off, a heady combination of beauty and imperfection, order and disorder. soon it will be bare twigs and the leaves below will be raked up and bagged in ugly black polythene sacks to be taken to some faraway dump.