I like autumn. I love her outfits, her quiet rustling rains, rustling of fallen leaves under my feet, flocks of migratory birds in the sky.

Autumn is so beautiful that even spring fades before it. What paints, what colors were used by the Artist who created this season! The richest palette! How can I fly there with its richness of herbs and variety of flowers. One autumn leaf can contain the whole spectrum of color!

And the air? What air! Saturated with fogs and odors of damp foliage. You want to inhale it over and over again. This scent cannot be confused with anything: neither with a frosty morning, nor with a sultry August night, nor with the air of spring filled with cherry blossoms.

I would like to remember every day, every minute of this period. Enjoy, breathe in, plunge into the state of falling asleep of nature, fall into a trance to the sounds of rain drumming on a bucket turned upside down.

Thank you, autumn, for being in my life.