I am almost sure that none of us realises when leaves start changing colours; we are only aware of this process once more and more trees begin to expose the effects brought about by the air of September and October. Then, once the vivacity of the new season captures our eyes in such a way that it becomes unbearable, we are forced to admit that the warm is gone and we should, maybe, put a coat on, a sweater, add a few layers and possibly even let our noses rest behind the comforting scarf (something worth discussing as the moment you feel the cold you become involuntarily addicted to an object you may not always have at your disposal-keep this in mind for later). Further, our entire behaviour changes day by day. We anticipate the cold outside by employing certain newly made habits: we check the weather forecast weeks in advance (even if it's not the most accurate), we look at the sky the first thing in the morning for signs of rain, we ask other people who had ventured beyond the protecting walls of home what's it like outside...
