I think I would like to change my stance on which season is my favorite season. Well, I used to think that the hot, sizzling days of summer, with ice cream dripping in hand and sun barbecuing my skin was my favorite season. Then, something happened. The cool autumn breeze blowing through my hair and making my eyelids flutter with crunchy leaves falling all around me - stirred a warm fuzzy feeling in me. In that moment I decided, yes, Fall is my favorite season now.
Happy Falling Leaves - Happy crisp air- Happy landscape that looks like a painting!