Rise And Fall

Although the rise of what exactly, I cannot fathom. All I see is fall: falling rain, falling leaves, falling colours, falling grades, falling temperatures…

Oh wait, never mind one of those. My math midterm isn’t over yet, so that’s yet to fall (oh, and crash too).

But fall, l’autumn [Note: this once said “le autumn”. My french prof would kill me. Hope she never finds out.], is finally here! I got another Such Pro Much Wow^TM shot of the tree I’ve been stalking for what, two weeks now?

Here’s some fall candy for ya!

I don’t know if I should feel like a proud, I dunno, mama bear or something, watching my plant turn red. To be fair (and pretty emo, really), I’m watching and chronicling a plant’s leaves die, watching as every last bit of green turns red and the red flows into the leaves and finally drops off the tree, until every last drop of red hue is gone and blown away for good, decaying in the gutters nearby, displaced by a 30 km/hr, 9°C wind to be blinded by a flash of white a month later.

That’s a bit of a stretch, I’ll admit, but you get the point. It’s not really like the plant’s likely to enjoy an icy slush either.

So I guess what I’m trying to say here is, enjoy the fall while you can. Before the boundaries between fall and winter blur. Or if you have that toasty 30° October heatfest blazing through, curse me, I guess I’d have done the same.

But you can’t deny that this pretty looking. It even follows design’s Rule of Thirds!

Happy fall, y’all.