...takes on a new meaning in the town the size of Creston (5000+, just barely). It happens mostly at the tail end of autumn, as we shift into the winter months.
The gardens shift from green and glorious to faded and rich,
the gardeners bundle their debris,
the roadsides become a rich tapestry of tangled brush,
and the sidewalks and lawns gain a new carpet.
Yards look filagreed
and intensive decomposing starts.
In colours ranging from dun
to delightful,
our world starts to molder
and deteriorate
in ways that are eerily beautiful.
Does your neighbourhood shift from one season to another this way? What do you think when you hear about urban decay?
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