During primary school, a friend of mine, when asked about the favourite season, said "spring and autumn". What a boring way of thinking, I said to myself. Not too warm, not too cold, it looks like someone who can't decide what to like.
I find myself loving hot summer days more and more, but when those cold, long autumn nights arrive, I promptly change my mind. Autumn is here for its best. Nature bursting in warmest colours.
Cold air feels clean, cleanses the body, bring all the tears away while you bike.