This is my small ode to autumn. The fact that the landscape changes so drastically its new to me and I'm new to it. I have to admit that I see certain poetry in it. Things that wither and die, things that recede and give way. Things that take on new life and change life and give life and play with life all around. Maybe I'll add some wool and hot chocolate to this later. (?)
There's a reason for the paper clip, but everything in life is so random that I'll leave it up to you to decide its significance.