Frozen rustle

One day it happens, you take the first step outside and you can smell that it was freezing in the night. For me its somehow always the beginning of the winter, no idea how meteorologists see this, but that really doesn’t matter.

I love sunrays on these frozen leaves. And the sound when you walk on it. Here it has been so rainy in the autumn that you couldn’t listen to the rustling.

And how many people pass them by, not paying any attention to this, chasing their lost time which they never catch up…

Thanks to God Who has given me this blessing to stop for a moment and listen to the sound of it…

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