this fall splendour captured over the last week is nearly all gone, almost all the leaves are now on the ground ;-(
I know this much: that there is objective time, but also subjective time, the kind you wear on the inside of your wrist, next to where the pulse lies. And this personal time, which is the true time, is measured in your relationship to memory. Julian Barnes - The Sense of an Ending
the time changes tonight, we'll fall back an hour (that extra hour should come in handy ;-)
I can't believe it's November - where has my year gone ?