Fall in the Emerald City

As I have written about before, Fall in Seoul seem to pass unceremoniously. If you leave the city or manage to make it to a big park, you can easily find places where bursts of color shock your system. I've only noticed the yellow hue of the gingko trees in the last week and was a bit disturbed to find that the sycamores are dropping their leaves without so much as a hint of color.

But last night I found myself walking down a shimmering gold sidewalk at dusk. The wind had blown all the leaves from the trees, and the stone underneath was catching the soft light of the sun and the street lamps which gave the overall appearance of a yellow brick road.