It's good to wake up early in the fall. When it is still humid and foggy, and the first lights melt in the milky twilight.
A time of surging smells - cinnamon and cardamom, spicy leaves, baked goods, autumn rain, morning haze, new book pages, some piercing freshness. The touchingness of all woolen things that have waited in the wings, memories of childhood, home, where they come from, baked milk with cookies
The time when you want to remember dreams, take out old albums, watch your favorite films. And rediscover all the secret charm of bookstores and pastry shops.
I love autumn)