1. hemidactylus says

    We get it to a limited extent in Florida. Usually it’s the sycamores that absciss first.

  2. Akira MacKenzie says

    Autumn is always bitter sweet for me.

    Ay, see how brave they fall,
    In their last journey downward from the bough,
    To rot within the clay; yet, lovely still,
    Hiding the horror of the last decay,
    With all the wayward grace of careless flight!
    –Edmond Rostand
    Cyrano de Bergerac, Act V Scene 5

    Summer maybe hot and miserable, but at least everything is green and alive. Autumn just reminds me that everything is going to become cold, gray, bitter, and dead.

    I suspect that my part of my depression maybe seasonally affected.

  3. magistramarla says

    I miss the fall colors, but I’m even more happy to look out and see that my rose bushes are still producing flowers on my patio!

  4. birgerjohansson says

    As only the bark of the trees is ‘alive’ once the leaves have fallen, most of the mass of the trees is non-living. Thus, the term ‘skeleton’ is apt.

  5. anthrosciguy says

    A woman whose restaurant I ate at in Thailand a lot went to Ann Arbor for college, and she enjoyed having been able to see the way everything seems to die, and the ground becomes a solid, slick mass, surely incapable of sustaining life, dead grass, dead trees, and then spring comes and it all comes back to life.

    It really is something to see. Ultimately, she didn’t exactly miss the winters, though.

  6. chigau (違う) says

    anthrosciguy @12
    Thank you for that story.
    I had never thought about how alarming the utter deadness of “northern” winters must be for people from sunnier climes.
    Just dealing with cold and snow would be tough enough.

  7. anthrosciguy says

    There are wintertime Snow Trips from Thailand to Korea to see and be in real, actual, snow and cold temps. They also opened a snow room at the Chiang Mai Zoo next to the panda enclosure. You can go and actually experience cold and snowy surfaces!