Where I'm originally from, the sun pretty much shines all year round. So the cold, and sometimes dreary weather in Belfast takes some getting used to.
I was taking a walk and took this photo a couple of weekends ago. The gold leaves reminded me of Robert Frost's poem, "Nothing gold can stay". I studied this in class almost twenty years ago, and now I'm experiencing my first fall. It's all kinda surreal but beautiful.

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