You can smell the spring, feel the summer, hear the autumn and feel the winter.
The first thing on my mind when I hear the word autumn, is surely the sound of the leaves, walking over them; the crisp dry yellow leaves. The sound as I step over them in the backyard.
Autumn’s yellow leaves are not very prominent in Kathmandu here, so its quite a sight if I get to see a field full of yellow leaves. I’d like to jump over one whenever possible, stepping over and hearing the sound of the leaves.
Pictures are from Shijiazhuang, China during my visit in 2013. Autumn was definitely the best season there apart from the blue sky during summers.
The Wordcastle 