The trust in autumn to bring these colours. And the hope in winter to cover what's left, to preserve in frost some of the dreams of last summer for a coming spring. Watching transiency in seasons, and breathing all the melancholy emanating from it. // 📷 lost-in-moments
Evening. City prepared for dusk, and a few untimid leaves watching. // 📷 366skies
Noon. A smiling sky, a brief blue and still with the sun in things. // 📷 366skies
Noon. Sun on skin head in nonexistent clouds. The quietness of the outer world and that layer to camouflage the face of days. // 📷 366skies
Afternoon. Low sun long shadows and everything to hide in between. // 📷 366skies
Auch in der Stadt gewinnt der Herbst an Schwung. Schritte auf laubbedeckten Wegen. Langsam wird der Garten kahler, zeigen sich wieder Spuren von Tieren um die Laube, die den ganzen Sommer über fern blieben. Dazu Bienen und Schmetterlinge in den violetten Astern. Auf den Wiesen lassen Familien bunte Drachen steigen. Tiefstehende Sonne blendet, kein Wind, der Nachmittag ist warm.
Along the way. Motionless. // 📷 lost-in-moments
10am and on (and the slow getting-back to the importance of time and hours). Steel blue sky and pale sun above another city and its concrete. Between these days, autumn moved forth in avenues sided by yellow and brown bushes decorated with bright red berries. Two young women are out for a walk with a crowd of small kids, spread all across the place collecting chestnuts and coloured leaves. A sound of wind in everything.