Thursday, November 7th, 2002
All the trees in the city seem to have decided that today will be the day that they shed all their leaves. It seems every tree I pass is casting off its summer wardrobe in favour of some deciduous heroin chic. Leaves leaves leaves all over the ground. It’s like a mass ritual suicide.
The sky is a particularly intense shade of blue today. I should start carrying my camera around with me all the time again.
np – Mogwai / Young Team