If we start with pales colors of yellow, often it start slowly in september. Look under... A fragile and small butterfly. Surely the last of that kind i saw for this year... He was not that sharp i know... Little wind didn't help me.

I saw a touch of help. It mean... Don't cut down that tree... it's a good oak in perfect shape... A red line bellow that writing mean to the workers of  the parc, they have to cut it...

A special view under mushrooms...

You will be one of them soon...

And the banana tree... Is he is ready in age... He peel it's skin like a banana...