As I was walking to my German lesson, on Wednesday, I couldn't help but notice the beauty of fall. Fall is my favorite season.
Luckily, I had a my camera with me and took a couple pics.
The next morning, I woke up and there was some snow on the ground. Winter is trying to shove its way in. Right outside my window:
The weather here in Swizterland reminds me of Portland sometimes: the sky can't make up its mind. It frequently changes. You never really know what you're going to get. And the weatherman are rarely right with their predictions.
