“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” ― Albert Camus
Autumn is such a wonderful season, such a beautiful time of the year. It’s baskets are filled with the rich and deep hues that declare the mellow musings of nature’s soul. Autumn is a time of reflection, like that special time in the evening when the air is stilled, the birds are hushed, and the colorful leaves are doubled in the mirror of a quiet pond.
There is an autumn in every year, and autumn in every lifetime, an autumn in every day. If you bemoan the autumn, either out of dismay at the passing summer or dread of the coming winter, you will miss the fact that every autumn is in fact “a second spring” where “every leaf is a flower.”