The humidity is gone. But not the sweltering heat. Lucky if from time to time, there'll be a little breeze.
The color of deep autumn
Some trees stay the same, autumn or no autumn
But their little brethren need a little hairy protection
Some really tiny flowers creep up
whilst others bloom in clusters when the weather becomes drier
Many nameless flowers seem to like the weather
displaying their tiny glory by the roadside
close to some broken walls
or hang down from slender branches
sticking out their honey tipped hairs
or spreading out their petals like tiny windmills.. Why on earth is it that they're all just happen to be colored purple around this time of the year.
Who says that the purples have autumn all to themselves?
So do we
Me too, says this flower of the chieh-gua
Not color, surely but firm support
For us, we love strong gusty autumn winds
Some like it wet, some like it dry.
I'm all for dryness
Me, I'm not so sure. Really depends when.
It's obvious whether I'm like them.
No rain for us please
The luscious fruit of the common crepe
and little grape like berries
these are cracked too, like over-ripe pods; though not on their own power
Ah, flames of autumn
How we love autumn !
So do we. We're close relatives, aren't we?