#sunny autumn

[owoatmilk]

[dimalink]

Trees. That are looking in the sky. And light sky of October. Warm autumn meets us with good weather. Beautiful trees. Those little leaves, that are closer to sun – they are still green.

So, there are lots of green here! I discover this secret of little autumn leaves! But, anyway, something there is, already, with another color – yellow and red. It is fragments of autumn. Such a warm and colorful part of autumn.

Sky is very beautiful. And everything is so serene and beautiful. Such weather is closer even to summer. So, it is even with little sun to shine. And, so, a good day.

As a beautiful record with VHS. I made it – a make a record, of autumn too with my retro videocamera. And, also, make a records about a video with trees and little leaves. I like little leaves! Especially, when they are colorful!

Autumn - it is very special moment!

[podraje]

Prater Park, Wien 2023

[windysaturday]

[pellinni-photo]

apuseni natural park in autumn. morning landscape of varasoaia meadow, bihor, romania. forest on the mountain in fall color. spruce trees in the valley. sunny weather

[ihavealavalamp]

Never Quite Free, The Mountain Goats [x]

[inevitablyautumn]

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

[margocooper]

Микромир растений внутри стекла. Ноябрь 24. Microworld of plants inside glass. November 24.

[markus-h]

[edinburgh-by-the-sea]

graced by the sun

[gbiechele]

A Touch of Red

Konica Hexanon AR 40mm f/1.8 Sony A7

[noseysilverfox]

November 2023

The guardian of the path. He let us pass and got an apple from me🍎

Страж тропинки. Он дал нам пройти и получил от меня яблочко🍎

[sunnie-angel]

hi sun! for the prompts how about carving pumpkins + childhood friends to lovers with the one! the only! jaytodd <3

sanne my love, anything for you (and for him)

the first time you meet jason todd, you're bored out of your mind at a gala that your parents' forced you to attend, dress shoes pinching at your toes. he's slow to smile and half-hides behind his adoptive father's legs but you offer to show him where the best snacks are on the buffet table and you become fast friends after that

it's easy being friends as children, only arguing over who's house to play at and which toys are better. you start going to school together and it only draws you closer, making faces behind the backs of stuffy teachers and helping each other out with last minute homework

puberty changes things a bit, a new awareness of jason's lanky limbs and cracking voice while your own body starts to swell and change. innocent, accidental touches become supercharged with awkwardness and you can't seem to hold his gaze without stuttering. it's a relief then, when he asks with sweaty palms if you want to go to the end of school dance together. you laugh, because he asks in march but he's dead by april and you don't laugh so much anymore.

you attend his funeral, dress shoes still pinching your toes, murmur your condolences to bruce and dick. you leave a part of your childhood in that grave with him, the tendrils of first love and fluttering innocence.

as you grow up, you drift away from the waynes though you still see them sometimes socially. you try to date, relationships that fizzle out each time by the haunting what if that rests in a gotham graveyard.

it becomes a habit to visit him, to talk as if jason could hear you, about each disastrous date, the goings on of your life, and how you wish he were still here. always, you are the only one there to visit him, so when a stranger walks up behind you one afternoon, you're surprised by the company. he strikes up an awkward, if not sweet, conversation with you about your loss and you walk away feeling a little less lonely.

he appears more often, this stranger, when you visit jason's grave. always asks after you and your family, the friend you wish was still with you. you never see him very clearly; he always has his hood up, always stands at an angle. but he is kind to you in your grief and so you allow him his little idiosyncrasy. still, in the flashes of an upturned mouth and errant curls of hair, you see glimpses of the person jason could have been.

you thank your dead friend for sending him to you, this reminder that life always goes on but at least jason will live on in the people that knew him. you ask jason for his forgiveness, that as much as you love him, there might be room in you to love this man too. the dead don't speak but the sudden burst of wind feels like a blessing as it lifts the tears from your cheeks.

you gather up the courage and ask the stranger if he would like to meet sometime, as a date, outside of the graveyard. he startles and his hood slips back, helped on by the wind. you can't help but gasp as you finally see his face. older, more scarred, but still impossibly jason.

you can request more headcanons as part of sunnie’s soft autumn

[julialametta]

one a day 366/332

look up / Blick hinauf / Vienna / Austria / ©Julia Lametta

[pellinni-photo]

lake in mountains on a sunny evening. forest reflecting in the water. beautiful scenery of romania in autumn season. picturesque cloudscape

[wanderlandjournal]

sunrise light touches the mountain

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