Brown leaves. Yellow leaves. Red leaves.
Leaves falling down, gathering around the tree.
The wind blowing, the tree losing its grip of the last leaf.
The smells have changed. The looks have changed.
A season has ended. A new one has started.
People enjoying the last heat of the sun. That last ice cream.
Kids playing in the leaves, throwing into the air. Joyful screams and laughter fill the air.
The bees have gone and so have the flowers. The birds are busy preparing for whats to come.
But summer does not want to go just yet. The temperature rises, the t-shirts appear.
Summer is not going without a fight.
Nobody knows how long this will last.
But what we all know is that we won’t forget this weather fast.