In this dark and dreary pic I took on the corner of Baldursgata and Nönnugata, near where I live, you will notice that new hard frozen snow has crusted the brown grass by the empty bench that sits lonely under the bare and spindly tree. Backround windows glowing golden in the evening murk hint at folk gathered in warm kitchens to avoid the ever-present frost and the harassing northern winds that blow artic fronts into our collars and cuffs.

Autumn has arrived.

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