Triple Tanka-Changing Colors and Moods

Green was the color which my sight beheld for long, now trees turn auburn setting a melancholic mood... mourning the liveliness gone. Lofty, dense mountains tower hills with grapes and pumpkins as their aroma spreads; these cliffs suited for olive groves... won't protect them from a storm. Thoughts intensify, foreseeing winter's sadness, noticing the wise ants storing food before snow comes... this image makes one ponder.