Fall

So a quick & funny story:
About a month ago, I was missing autumn- the falling leaves, the cooler weather, the smells of firewood and cinnamon. And when I walked out of my apartment one morning, I found hundreds of delicate leaves scattered across the pavement, clearly shed by some plant with roots in North America.

I was delighted until I learned that they were actually the discarded wings of flying termites. Ew.

Gives a whole new meaning to "fall," eh?