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Your line for this week is:
If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it.
‘If winter is death, surely, red-slashed autumn is the wound that brought it.’
It’s an interesting thought, but wounds can be healed. The colours of autumn can indeed look like blood stained canvases, but beneath those warm russet colours, Nature is rekindling her spirits, and woodland creatures hibernate through the cold months, not die, though some may perish as the seasons are confused, food is scarce, and Man is destroying their natural habitats.
As the snows cover and freeze the ground, life beneath lies dormant, but when Spring comes, it is reborn under warmer skies and shoots of greens and yellows. The landscape changes yet again, perhaps the scars of autumns past are still apparent, but it is not the end, just a Pause in time.