Autumn's a funny season. It's always remembered for the changing colors of natures garments. But that is, in reality only a short part of Autumn. This week, the first week of November, about one week after this photo was taken, the leaves are almost 100% down (gone, kaput). Autumn starts in September when leaves are still green and by the second week of October the change in leaf color escalates and you blink and it's over. The rest of Autumn (the majority) is marked by dark skies, rainy (or snowy) weather and bare trees.
I suppose that's what make Autumn colors so special - the brevity. It's temporary status. Trying to hold on to it is like trying to hold water in your hand. It slips away of it's own accord, in it's own time and is gone.
Kinda like life.
It's easy to get sucked into the vortex of negativity that we perceive, witness; and turn it into our own personal suffering. While this life is made of suffering - we should not add to our suffering that which we do not have the power to change.
Árstíðir - Hvenær kemur sól (When will the sun come)
fyi: Árstíðir translated means Seasons. Also next to Sigur Ros they are my favorite icelandic band.
... on being and becoming ... 