Despite being surrounded by the colourful palette of autumn leaves, it was this scene of greys that I found so interesting in its haunting feeling of days gone by. I like the texture of the rain on the water, the shine of the wet wood, the slightly crooked planking of the deck, the abandoned chair and the tiny white spot of a lost bouy drifting in the wind. I had hoped perhaps a swimmer wearing a bright red costume would appear climbing the ladder from the lake but frankly who would be mad enough in 6˚C in mid October. 
Sally Wakelin - Studies in Creativity 
You describe the scene as well as you photograph it. Maybe you should be film-making!
That would be expensive! I’m a writer with a very visual sensibility, I’m never sure which I like better though, photographing or describing the scene.