Autumnal

I can't explain why but the biggest change as I have got older is increased sensitivity to the seasons. Even on a week by week basis I seem to notice something about the angle of the Sun, bird life or the state of trees. Perhaps its living in such an urban enviroment that has resensitised me to what greenery we do have. I have always liked Autumn as it seems to suit my sometimes melancoly personality. Certainly I think Leeds 6 does autumn well. The most surprising patches of greenery have survived the landlord assault and seem all the more valuable as a result. I stoped today and just looked at the scrub greenery that has collonised the waste land behind my house. I held some amazing bunches of blackberries in my hand and they seemed to almost radiate the power of the sun. The day before I stood at my favourite spot in Headingley about three quarters of the way up Bainbrigge Road. St Michael's spire towers above you and the trees but looking down the road the wind gentle dislodged a shower of leaves. The sound was incredible and it looked like brown rain for about 30 seconds as they spirialed down wards. I'm not sure what point I'm really making other than perhaps a sence of loss that urbanites like my self have somehow lost touch with nature. Perhaps our urbanisation as a society is what makes us treat nature with such contempt?