I like autumn. Frankly, I love winter, spring and summer too. And all in different ways. Once we talked about "how you can love your children in different ways." It's not even "love in different ways," but rather attitude. Love, she is love. The attitude is still different. So with the seasons. I love the same, but I'm different. By the autumn (while it is still not cold) - gently-lyrically. With shades of delight - as the colors of the leaves, grass change. Enchanted flowering dahlias (yet what!) And grapes. Share))
