October Challenge : 9th, Fall Leaves


Bittersweet October.  The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.  ~Carol Bishop Hipps

Hello 🙂

Since there’s two 9th in the challenge, I decided to take the last one, fall leaves. Seems like it sounds more cool ;p Anyway, I am sorry again I wrote this not on the day. Reaaaaally sorry 😦 hontouni, gomenasai~

Day 9 in the October, and I still miss you, and I still need you, and I still love you  and I still haven’t graduated *long sigh* *depressed again* Tsk.

I always love this season, Autumn. Though, in my country there’s no such thing. Autumn is mysterious. It’s cold and feels like full of sadness, but it’s beautiful.  It’s just…. sweet and joyful. Isn’t it beautiful to see leaves falling down, red everywhere, just like blood? Woops. Sorry. As summer ends and autumn comes, the days get shorter and shorter. This is how the trees “know” to begin getting ready for winter. The trees will rest, and live off the food they stored during the summer. They begin to shut down their food-making factories. The green chlorophyll disappears from the leaves. As the bright green fades away, we begin to see yellow and orange colors. The bright reds and purples we see in leaves are made mostly in the fall. In some trees, like maples, glucose is trapped in the leaves after photosynthesis stops. Sunlight and the cool nights of autumn cause the leaves turn this glucose into a red color. The brown color of trees like oaks is made from wastes left in the leaves. It is the combination of all these things that make the beautiful fall foliage colors we enjoy each year.

The falling leaves hide the paths, so quietly.
How do we know where to go?
Which way to take if it’s just full of fall leaves?
Who do you trust?
People besides you, or your own heart?
Something across the path is calling.
We should keep going.
Don’t hesitate, just take risks.
Our future is in the silence of a single thought.
Keep going, everything is moving.
The sweet feeling of leaves crunching under our feet, it leads us to our dreams.
Keep going, don’t stop.

When you rake up the leaves, Then all the magic is lost.



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