Autumn in Gothenburg

For many the autumn is a season of melancholy. A bitter confirmation that decay is the fate of all mankind, while we gaze upon the colorful trees as the last vestiges of beauty.

Happy hour at Eastern cemetery.

While that may ring true, I prefer to see it as the deep breath before the plunge. A few months later the winter will be gone and nature will return to blossom. Embrace change and enjoy the seasonal variations in sights, sounds and smells.

The central park is absolutely gorgeous at this time of year.

“What is dead may never die”, as they say in the Iron Islands.

I recall the park at fall.

Enjoy it while it last, because next stop is November. Gothenburg in November is like a Romero movie without zombies.

The Garden Society of Gothenburg.

“I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying of the year and mystery as well.”
— Kyffin Williams