Quand vient l'Automne one can feel that everything is gonna die. Everything! Nature, Summer, the Joy of life and love themselves!What a sorrow! But it's the best period for a kind of spleen when I can be melancholic by law, by the law of nature.
Imagine how splendid it is, to stay indoors, in your tiny cosy room, to drink a good cup of coffee, to eat a bun, to read a book or watch a movie.
Or just look out of the window having wrapped yourself in a warm gentle rug while it's raining outside. But if the sun is shining, I'll have a stroll alone or with someone. Do you like to feel how the leaves rustle underfoot,or this crisp autumn air filled with the smell of foliage, rain, smoke, mellow apples as I do? 
The only thing I need is to smoke a cig and to hear music...Solitude and Freedom in their purity. Isn't it delightful? And how lovely the streets change! They are golden, red, orange etc. The trees are in the flame of the autumn leaves. Yes, Flora is a true artist. And you yourself want to create.
But how wonderful it would be...I mean to escape, to find peace in the countryside and forget everything..everybody.I would be happy to wake up early in the morning in my country cottage.And it would be so early that even birds were asleep. Just fancy, you go out to listen to the silence, to breath in the breath of zephyr.
In the autumn garden you see a slight mist and contemplate honey-like light of the rising sun wich fills all the space, pierces every branch. Then you walk down the path to meet something or somebody. You do not know what it is. But you do realize that it will be good, it will bring you to happiness because the favourable wind blows getting tangled in your curls and pushing into the world of fairy discovery. And saying farewell to Mademoiselle L'Automne you comprehend that life's good and your happines is waiting just round the corner!
