well being a Canadian farm boy i gotta go with crowhat's lovely derelict in a field.A true sign of autumn,both for the planet,and wistfully lookin back on the summer of a great old automobile,and what was a fine sumeer in the hay.

 

Once in a while I look around,
I see a sound
and try to write it down
Sometimes they come out very soft
Tinkling light sound
The Sun comes up again