Maybe it’s because I’m an old goth at heart, but I like the romance of fading flowers and plants during autumn and winter. It’s as close to nostalgia as I dare to go. The colours are more subtle and make me wish I was blessed with green fingers.
Sadly, lazy as I am, I leave that effort up to others. Here are some pics I found which I’d taken a few years back around Glasgow’s university area in the west end. I think this is some sort of metaphor for personal growth, but who can say.
Hit The North 