Autumn leaf fall. Quiet whirling of leaves, rest after a hot summer. Leaves slowly falling from the branches and memories carried away into the distance. At night, this process continues, but it loses its colors. It seems to me that the falling leaves turn into light-winged butterflies. Playful golden creatures fill the space and a mesmerizing nocturne sounds. In the spring, the buds on the branches will swell again, tender leaves will unfold, but now the magic of the most beautiful wilting. Autumn is my favorite time of the year. The most romantic and bright. Do you love autumn?