Goodbye Blue Sky

Did you, did you see the frightened ones?
Did you, did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter,
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?
Did you, did you see the frightened ones?
Did you, did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all long gone
But the pain lingers on.
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.

-Pink Floyd

It will be remembrance day soon, which is one of my favourite days. Not in the "hurrah killing people" way, more in the "this day actually means something" way. I appreciate it.

That being said, it is nearly winter. I miss all the leaves on trees. Especially this one tree outside the science complex. It had yellow leaves in the centre and red leaves on the edges, so that it looked like it was being lit up from the inside.

Wind is a spectacular beast, isn't it? Cities don't have the sheer strength of it, but what they lack in gusto (pun totally intended) they make up for with interesting choreography. All the corners and buildings and corners of buildings make lovely wind-shapes and throw leaves around ever so nicely.

Rain is also a good thing. Goodbye, Blue Sky.