There is mist all over outside the widnow. The air is so moist that you could drink it for breakfast. The leaves are gone, only a few of them are still hanging on the naked branches. Red roofs in the background, as if behind a greyish film, bring some cheerfulness to that window scene.
I wish November was less self-evident.
mist = fog
moist - wilgotny
in the background - na drugim planie
greyish - szarawy
film - przesłona
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