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In love with autumn

Cool mornings, forcing yourself to put on a light sweater. Dew and barely cloudy sky. I am slowly breathing fresh air. I slow down the step. I see it. It came back.

Returned to remind me that love to it can be forgotten. It is possible to admire others, find what is are missing, and what I seem to miss so much in the monotony of days. But in the end, I am reborn every time it barely crosses the threshold. And it just proves once again that what we loved a year ago can easily be loved again.

What is real has a tendency to be reborn. Autumn 

I am fond of hot weather, forcing everyone around to wear easy clothes, summer shadows shining brightly eventually fading away with the sun coming down. But I love autumn too. And now I clearly feel – it came back again and I am in love with it. 

© Fortune, 2009

  • What you love more?

    • Summer
    • Autumn


What do you think?

20 Points

Written by Fortune


  1. The season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, according to Keats. I’m not surprised that your poll is going the way it is (60% for Autumn as I see it now).