It was a bit chilly outside, not cold, but not at all warm either. Enough to force me into a sweatshirt. I like this weather. I like when Autumn isn't just summer but with a little more color. And hopefully this winter won't be summer with less leaves.
The best part of walking was the sky, and its effect on everything. It ranged from a dusty dark yellowish grey to bluish grey and dark grey. You know, the colors in such conditions are darker, but also more rich, and highlighted by shadow. The trees range from bright green to dark green, dark blue-green, duller green, and yellow green. Some yellows and reds coming out too. A few pine trees; one was all orange. The last few months, a lot of neighbors have been cutting down their trees. I don't really approve, but oh well. It is a different feeling without them; more sparse and lonely. Though it is very different from my childhood neighborhood, no trees, and it always being sunny. Very few of the trees are seeing their leaves fall rn. I love leaves all over the grass. And in the streets. Broken branches, puddles, etc. I know it's not exactly good but I like when people leave out old broken furniture and appliances too. Gives a feel of decay that is somehow comforting.
The way everything looked was similar to a lot of modern movies. I don't like watching most movies made in the last ten or twenty years for their looks, so ugly, washed out, and high-definition, but the blue and green filters and such often used are, admittedly, very close to what I love in reality. I wish every day could be like this.
My house was one of only a handful actually decorated. We put a bunch of pumpkins, most fake, and some 20+ year old cartoony props of monsters up. Not much, but it was something. Most houses that bothered had maybe a pumpkin or a grave. I liked the house that had spider webs, a cemetery, ghosts and some zombie nailed to the tree. Halloween doesn't really exist anymore as far as I know. We only got two tiny groups of trick-or-treaters in the span of 30 minutes around 6pm, and they both lived right next to us; drove out for the rest of their night. I loved being dressed up with a few others, and seeing dozens of bands of ghouls and monsters roaming the neighborhood, all of us going to every house we could walk to for hours.
I remember having seen, about a week ago, a faceless scarecrow sitting on a porch of one house; completely undecorated. I thought some old man was sitting outside at 7am. Made me jump when I saw it then, till I realized it wasn't a person. Thing is, is it's nowhere to be found now.