Autumn

The evening skies darken much earlier now, as autumn, arrives, but I never see it changing. No golden leaves to crunch on, or shuffle as you walk along. No patterns of early frost on the window panes, only the remains of the sand blown over from the sahara. The evenings are chilling a little , with humidity in the night, but the days remain hot.

No arrival of autumn,...... we do not have many trees., but I carry images of those autumn days in my memory.