the weather cooled down now, a drop of about ten degrees in the last week, morning mists are hanging above the keelung river, pale hills rising up towards clouded summits... in the streets long trousers and jackets, the definite sense of a changing season despite the surrounding green...one of those days where you realise how much of the context of autumn is carried upon leaves turning, bare branches appearing through browns and golds, the first scented fires upon the wind...