Autumn

Nothing seemed more tiring for Mrs Ida than the period of autumn. She was a lover of ornaments but hated cleaning chores. She lives in a large compound with ornamental trees surrounding the building which were a source of shade and cool breeze for them during the hot season. It was November 5th, the sky held thick clouds and wind began to blow waving off leaves from the trees. Soon the sky released it content, a drizzle that wet the interlocked floor washing off the withered leaves. Mrs. Ida knew she had a lot of work to do the next day

"Darling, please can we hire a cleaner? The workload is becoming much on me" she told Mr Ida, who smiled. He knew how much his wife hates cleaning, and this was one of her ways of saying it

"We'll get one by next week" He replied.

Picture by @wakeupkitty

Mrs Ida was happy, she didn't need to worry about autumn and cleaning the withered leaves shattered around the compound.

"Thank You," she said and gave him a hug. Mr Ida only smiled, he had also had it in mind to find a cleaner. The compound often still looks dirty after she cleans it.

"You wouldn't need to worry about Autumn anymore" he joked and they both laughed. Mrs Ida was glad she married a man who understood her better.

What I see From the picture

I see withered leaves on an interlocked floor soaked by rain water. The picture must have been taken shortly after a drizzle and yet to be cleaned. It tells of the compound to have a tree in it and autumn is often a season when leaves from trees wither in such amount.

this is in response to the Contest by @freewritehouse. The contest is still valid