'Feuille-morte­'!The French term came to my mind as I kept gazing at the fall foliage. Amber, crimson and golden leaves of the trees on either side of the river were shining in the autumn sunlight. Its reflection in the cascading rivulet was quite appealing to the eyes.Mesmerized, I kept looking at the painting. No doubt it was beautiful, but after all it was autumn. And it compelled me to wonder, why the once high-spirited and enthusiastic girl, was suddenly attracted to fall? Glancing around, I realised that all the paintings were showing different moods and moments of the autumn season.