Leaves turn and fall, trees shake their branches clear, the winds turn colder, the sunsets come earlier. Having grown up in the Philippines, these changing seasons still hold some novelty for me, even years later.

I don’t think I’d ever seen in real life the fiery red glow of fallen maple leaves till this autumn in Canada.

And then, an early snow, much more than was forecast.

And out our windows, through the now-bare branches, the slightest glint of ocean can now be seen. Colder, darker days are here.