Everything repeats itself again. Year after year. Sometimes it seems to us that we see this cycle an infinite number of times, but in fact there are exactly as many of them as we are years old. They are the same and different at the same time.
But autumn remains my favorite season of the year. I like absolutely everything. And gentle warmth, and bright colors and even nostalgic autumn rains. I feel calm in autumn. Winter brings problems with heating the house, spring - endless garden work strictly on schedule, summer - terrible heat and drought. And only autumn finally brings rest and peace.
