November 10, 2008

It's autumn and the leaves are turning colors and falling from the branches.  There are lots of pretty leaves and I remember when I was a young child I would pick up the colorful leaves of autumn.  Of course, they didn't last very long or were eventually thrown out at my mother's insistence.

And when I walked to the train station to go home, I know noticed bright lights - they were filming I don't know what.