Everyone has their season, so have I. Mine is autumn, where I again and again fall in love. I fall in love with the cold air, with the play of the winds. The smell of wet grass, smell of fallen leaves...The sight of beauty strikes my eyes where ever I place, rain drops cold as ice, clouds that hides the sun by day. The colours that gives warmth to your heart... All my love.
Whispers from north lures me, tells me unwritten tales. From the past and the coming future... Every year it leaves me spinning, with a tale unsaid. Three seasons I wait in agony for to hear that mystery.
I love all seasons, but Autumn is mine...
