Aside from the rigors of school, autumn...
is my favorite season, with winter at a close second and spring in third. Bringing up the rear is hot-muggy-disgusting, mosquito-and-various-other-annoying-gnat-type-creatures-laden, humid, dog-day summer.
But as for autumn, I love taking walks, especially in late afternoon and dusk, watching the turning leaves slowly dim in the softening twilight. I love the cool, crisp air filling my lungs, I love apple cider (I prefer cold...it seems my taste in drinks is similar to my taste in weather--cold, biting, but refreshing...) and carving pumpkins. Walking on old country roads at sunset, looking over the fields of corn husks and the forests beyond as leaves crunch underfoot, and going on a run late at night, which is pretty fun. I frequently re-read my favorite books in autumn, too. Generally, I am happiest in autumn and have some beautiful memories of this time of year.
If you've ever read the Redwall series by Brian Jacques, he's got some stunning passages devoted to just describing the ancient forests and fields in autumn. I recommend him wholeheartedly.
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"The other [theme] had now achieved a unity of its own; but it was loud, and vain, and endlessly repeated; and it had little harmony...and it essayed to drown the other music by the violence of its voice, but it seemed that its most triumphant notes were taken by the other and woven into its own solemn pattern..."
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