Lately, I’ve been on a quest to find autumn. I have been doing this every year and every year, I seemed to have missed it. It’s as if here, where I live, we go from summer to winter in a snap of a finger, like last week when the first snow storm occurred on the mountains. Snow, that’s the sign of winter. Then in a single day, the mountains went from orange and yellow to a blanket of gray and white. It’s unbelievable.
So I’ve decided to find autumn, to search for signs around me that it’s still exists, that we have not reach winter yet. This is what I’ve found.
I took this a little over a week ago before the tornado and the snow storm which dropped a foot of snow on the mountains overnight. Yesterday, I glanced at it again while waiting for the shuttle, the colors were gone.
As for this picture, I have no idea why I took it other than it must be a sign that autumn is still in our midst.