Autumn's Season
With my second image created on Midjourney
Autumn could smell the change in the air. Soon, golds, russets, reds, and oranges would paint the trees in glorious fall. It was her favorite time of year. This was when she felt most alive—most authentically herself. This belonged to her. It was, and would always be, her season.
This 50-word story (and image) was created in response to a prompt from Justin Deming to either start or end with the word “season.” You can read Justin’s own fiction and receive prompts from him at Along the Hudson.
I love that Midjourney added fall colors to the girl’s hair. What do you think?
At one time, actually until very recently, autumn was a dark time for me. I'm one of the lucky ones, though. I found and faced those unhappy memories and was able to release them. I suddenly felt the cool breeze of an autumn morning and a feeling of joy filled me. I'm still a spring person but the beauty of autumn... I finally get it! 🍁
Yes to Fall, what a beautiful image. Nice work Dascha!