When I look at it better, the colors of this autumn are more various.
Green, yellow and all the nuances from yellow though brown - with appearances of a strange vivid red, on some small trees.
The houses' declining roofs testify the occurrence of snow, and the frequency of rain. But one again, after Munich, it seems that I'm going to miss the show of snow-covered streets.
A couple of american flags remind me that I'm not in England, but in the ex-british colonies, now freed and proudly independent.
Which
perhaps cannot be said the same way about modern Great MBritain, regarding its attitude (above all in foreign policy) towards the former western colonies.