Autumn's here; winter follows in the wind. The turning leaves take me back again to Asia: the flaming maple leaves at Mount Seorak and Naejangsan, whole hillsides ablaze with colour; an arching bridge at Nikko and the sound of water brushing against the rocks; crunching through chestnuts and gingko leaves; the smell of persimmon and hot red peppers drying in the breeze.
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