This fall is golden! All the leaves and the sun at everything is just gold colored. The river is peaceful and can’t you just see Rat and Mole from The Wind in the Willows pottering about and making their home ready for winter all the while Toad is driving past them in his motorcar? I imagine this is not far from how they live. There is just something very poetic about it all, the fall, the river and The Wind in the Willows.
Gold could perhaps be the color of this fall but I don’t know. There is no call of the color, so to speak. There wasn’t last year either and it seems I didn’t even notice. I was feeling queezy most of last fall though and felt like I was always going head-wind on my bike in a hurry, which is pretty accurate. There simply was no time for a fall color. This year I at least notice that there is so fall color yet but that doesn’t change the fact that there is no fall color yet. It could be light purple, I’m wearing quite a lot of that, but that’s not it. It could be golden though. I still have to marinate the thought a bit first though.