The garden has wrapped itself in autumn haze. An unusual autumn, lacking that thrill of vegetal warmth when the sap is still alive and holds up the trees, drunk on solar gold. It is the sorrowful climax of a summer's drought. Never before was I so struck by the cancerous emaciation in a garden. The leaves started turning yellow in July and began falling, like a dance of prematurely withered bodies. Emil Dorian
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It is said that autumn is a time of death and renewal. A time when all the hard work of the summer has been stripped away and everything is left bare, until winter arrives and takes its place. However, it is also said that the spirit of autumn is born in all those colors that fade and fall to the ground. The beautiful leaves that burn their way to the earth and wither and die before they can scatter their seeds. That is what brings sadness into this season.

Source: Quality Of Witness: A Romanian Diary, 19371944

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