are the leaves for all the house managers and municipal workers – at least it seems so. Only hours after heavy gusts of wind had poured down all the fruits from beeches and chestnuts, together with some leaves, the leaf blowers/suckers started a concerto grosso, underpinned by the diesel growl of the road sweeping vehicle. Autumn music that is.
Yes, this is autumn, a wonderful autumn street, what a concert! Sunny greetings
I wish I could pick up some of those chestnuts and stick them in my pockets. You can liturally smell them too!