a season in which every leaf becomes a beautiful flower

Houston is in the middle of a hot and humid summer right now.  There are sometimes some scattered showers but they cannot beat the heat and humidity.  However, today was such a surprisingly pleasant day with a cooler weather. I woke up early in the morning, savoring each sip of my homemade chai latte tea while enjoying fresh and cool air and listening to birds singing aloud on the balcony before deciding to head  out for a very easy morning run in Hermann park and Rice trail.  This kind of weather makes me reminisce about the fall.

 Among four seasons, Spring and Fall are my favorites.  The transition from winter to spring, signaled by abundant growth and flower blossom, brings new birth and hopes.  Spring triggers the thought that life is going to be beautiful again no matter how cruel winter is. In the contrary, the transition from summer to fall seems to bring life close to the end when winter comes. The heralds of the fall are when weather starts getting cooler and drier and the days grow shorter.  Close to the end of the fall or at mid-fall, leaves start changing its color from green to red, yellow, brown.  All leaves become vividly colorful in full splendor as though they were singing the last life song before they fall off the trees to prepare for a long winter's rest.

Those photos were taken during my trip to Arkansas to see foliage
Though leaves might be sent off to the ground after their life last song, their song will live forever as long as we hold it in our memory

"I will still be thereAs long as you hold mein your own memoryRemember 
When your dreams have endedTime can be transcendedJust remember me
I am the one star that keeps burningSo brightlyIt is the last lightTo fade into the rising sun"