Seasonal..

I say, fall is my favorite season. Sometimes while driving home I observe how those leafless, bare branches live, without cashmeres and wools, anticipating an uncertain winter. No matter how harshly the nature treats them, they know that they will see spring one day, covered with green leaves, under a sunny sky.

Maybe that’s how a minimalist lives, with good hopes, accepting the deciduous phases of life.

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I didn’t write on my blog regularly, didn’t photograph the outer world for more than a month now. I just took some time to settle down after a long trip. But it’s always good to be back home where autumn still paints the world with colorful surmises and those falling leaves make daily life little more inspiring. Have a great weekend.

Author: Archita

Musings about life and photography. View all posts by Archita