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I consider myself quite fortunate to have been to many places around the world. Spring in Japan is romantic; winter in the lake districts, England, conjures scenes of Christmas. Summer in Beijing is... *pengz* Ironically, I've never experienced what it is like to travel in the autumn season.
Ever since I saw the movie Baby Boom starring Diane Keaton and A River Runs Through It directed by Robert Redford, I've always wanted to experience the autumn foliage in the quiet countryside in either New England or Montana where the 2 movies were filmed. I'd dream of booking a room in some bed and breakfast joint, then take many a quiet walks through the woods where the maple trees would be resplendent in their finest glory before they shed every single one of their leaves... and perhaps sit by a gentle stream where crystal clear water trickles by... And I'd ponder at God's magnificent works in nature.
In a week from now, Seaweeds and I will get to experience perhaps some semblance of autumn albeit it'll be in Beijing and Hangzhou instead. Not quite New England nor Montana but still I guess every place on this planet would have something unique to offer.
Everyone has his favorite season.I wonder what it reveals when a person considers autumn his favorite time of the year.. And I'm now reminded of this song which is so apt at the moment...
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When October Goes
Music by Barry Manilow Lyrics by Johnny Mercer
And when October goes
The snow begins to fly
Above the smokey roofs
I watch the planes go by
The children running home
Beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away
To hide the helpless tears
Oh how I hate to see October go
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much
How old I grow
I hate to see October go ...