Not a flower, nor haze
The autumn on that side couldn't bring nostalgia. That is absent from the tale. The sun slopes through the cold-yellowish filter onto the fruit bowl, as if it's a holy-light. The vintage red Thermos flask with steaming hot tea standing at the top right corner, balancing the chilly air. The opened rattan-made picnic basket prepared with four sets of cutlary seem to be reserved, a matching crimson and white grid pattern mat. By coincidence, It is a perfect traditional picnic picture. Only the family is absent, perhaps they are excluded by the square frame.