Autumn goes down slowly but inevitably on the city.
The sweltering heat of this summer has reached the kingdom of memories.
The first rain has already watered the thirsty soils and gardens.
And here comes October, flamboyant, which arises on the roofs, on the streets, on the parks.
The sky shines of a deep blue.
The trees put on fire bright colours that warm up the hearts and are delight for the eyes.
The ground gets covered with reddish carpets and chestnuts that dispersed their scent when they fell down.
New winds begin to blow.
New colours shine on the horizon.
New smells run through the streets.
Autumn is falling on Madrid and its brick-coloured buildings make the city look like a huge bonfire.
And autumn here, what does it mean?
It means the city getting ready for winter, the coats and boots we take out of the cupboard again, the weather becoming the star of all the conversations and complaints.
It means the street getting full of windows and showcases decorated for Halloween.
It means the parks set on fire by burning leaves, reddish trees and chestnut we will kick.
It means the coming back of tangerines, hot chocolate, roasted chestnuts and all the delights of the following months.
It also means night moving along and nibbling the last hours of the day.
But it mainly means a wonderful time strolling in the parks when the sun assaults the city.
A wonderful time seeing, feeling and breathing the beauty of Madrid in autumn.
October 2013
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