I've marked my fall of 2006 today when walked outside my apartment, observing the tree changing its colors this mid morning. I use this cheap/ low key/ snap and shoot camera for a quick shot just right outside my apartment. I have have been holding this thought for a long time since attending Ball State that I will photograph one tree on the same location during season changes--from summer to fall, fall to winter, winter to spring and spring to summer once again. You will be amazed of how things are different and even with the same spot, same objects, colors--it has so much to do with its colors and emotion.
While attending CMU, a professor was saying some things about colors and humans mood--how they are related and effect on each other. People tend to feel happier in the morning, compared with evening when the sun is about to set. Statistics says people tend to commit suicide in the late evening instead of morning or mid day. Obviously, when you do get depressed, try to hold the thought, sleep it through, then let's deal with it in the morning. (Okay..need to stop now. I mean to write about season changes not phychological stuff.)
A lot of people love fall--beautiful landscape, mild temperature and lots of football games. Note exactly what I have in mind. Fall, to me, marks the beginning of winter. I hate it. When leafs turn yellow/orage/red/brown, it means all of this will be going away in a matter of weeks. Then they will all end up on the ground, making its mark to cold/bone shaking winter. I prefer spring, feeling like every single life has turned to live again--more of a refreshing thought.