
View from my window this morning.

Autumn leaves.

What kind of tree is this?


I chose the broadest and easiest way, but to heaven the road is narrow.

Even the blueberry leaves have changed colours.



Down there is my school.

This T-sign shows that this is the way to go.


Back home I took a picture of the apple tree I always look at from my kitchen.

The apples look delicious, but my landlord has not said I could eat of them.
The next day:

My 93-year-old landlord is out picking apples.
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