November Splendour

So we've made it to that bit of autumn that's so ridiculously pretty you almost forget what comes next. If a month ago I was just noticing how the light shifts, now sunsets are aflame with the kind of burnt golden hues you only really get in early November. Like everything about the passing of seasons, this light is fickle too: for a long while the colours of the trees are not strong enough to compliment it, and then just as suddenly they wither away. It's a window of opportunity of a few days, provided there's sun, and then the fog settles and days gradually become dull and trees barren. Let's enjoy the late autumn splendour until it lasts.